Turning the Witching Hour into the Golden Hour: How I Transformed the Toughest Hour of the Day

When my kids were newborns and toddlers and I would complain to my mom about the crankiness and tantrums that always seemed to occur in the late afternoon, she would say, “yep, that’s called the Witching Hour.” I didn’t care what it was called, it was awful.  The so-called Witching Hour has continued into Elementary

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A Single Dad’s Message To The Single Mom Who Raised Him – And to You

There was anguish in her cries. And frustration. And sheer exhaustion. And yet the next day, there she was again, with breakfast on the table, school lunches packed, and our clothes laid out for school.