When A-aron Eats She-Takes
A dehydrated food item gives us a chuckle.
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The Good-ish Parent
I always imagined I’d make the perfect parent. Sadly, it didn’t turn out quite that way and, over the years, I had to lower expectations. Today, I’m more than happy (& quite proud, actually) to have comfortably settled into the “good-ish” category. I make one hell of a “good-ish” parent.
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The Basketball Shoes Story
Can we use the existence of $250 sneakers to turn our children more resourceful? I put the theory to the test.
Board Game Recommendation and a Blue Memory
When Jared (my husband) and I were in medical school, a popular dance song hit the airwaves. Every. Single. Day. Mind you, we didn’t have any fancy music players back then, like we do today, which play the exact song you want to hear at the exact moment you
5 Reasons Why I Bought My Kid a Coin Jar
You may have read the backstory to this purchase, in ‘When a Good Idea Smells Like Cinnamon and a Fart‘: Quick recap: I purchased a counting vessel, for storing my children’s coins. The story itself is a bit long-winded (pun intended), but it’s meant to
When a Good Idea Smells Like Cinnamon and a Fart
(a money lesson for the little guys) It came out of my son’s lips tonight, as I readied myself to say goodnight. “Cinnamon and a fart!” The words, strung together alone, made me chuckle. But they belonged in a backstory, in which resided their culprit: a jar. Want the
A Spoonful of Sunday Inspiration
A spoonful of a Sundayy
Normal is a Myth: 7 Reasons Why Broadway’s Percy Jackson is Worth Taking Your Child To
It’s not every day that a line from a Broadway show – a children’s one, no less! – hits you on the side of the head like a jolt from the tip of Poseidon’s wrath. Yet this one did. Really hard. You see, I took my children to
Johns Hopkins CTY Summer Program, Part II: a Teen’s Reflection on the Experience
(a teenager’s take on CTY Johns Hopkins Summer Program) My teenager’s home. That means that I get to experience the grunting and the groaning in real life, and in real time; not just through the phone like we’ve been doing for these past 3 weeks. I sat down