Every few years the topic of redshirting arises at the State level. Legislators are currently debating the possibility of requiring children to start Kindergarten in line with the current December 31, cut off date, and not allowing the parent to choose to hold the child back until they decide he or she is ready –
On Monday I went for my annual mammogram. Not my favorite thing, but it’s necessary, right? The tech asked me the usual questions: weight, dietary habits, date of last period… The first two were easy, but the last question threw me a bit – and the answer, two years ago, still surprises me a little.
FINALLY! We’re leaving for vacation. With me starting a new job earlier this year and my husband deep into a major work project, we almost missed out on our usual week at the beach…almost. Managing to squeeze one week in before school starts again was a major feat, but we did it! To get us
Earlier this summer, my son called me from his friend’s house and asked if it was ok if he went to Baskin Robbins for a cone. “Of course,” I said, assuming that his friend’s mom was taking the boys out for ice cream. But you know what happens when you ass-u-me… Later, when he arrived
Last Sunday’s hazy, hot, and humid weather was the perfect excuse for us to enjoy a lazy day at the beach. As we sat in our chairs under our umbrella, we watched the families chasing their little tykes and reminding them not to throw sand, walk on the blanket with their sand-caked feet, and desperately
It usually begins around Memorial Day. My Facebook feed starts filling up with articles touting the benefits of a ’70’s-style “free-range” summer for kids. Remember those? Out from dawn to dusk, pick-up sports games and hide and seek in the dark, riding in the “way-back” of the station wagon-without seat belts. Good times, for sure!
Well, it’s happened. My formerly sweet, loving child has turned into a teen. Officially, he’s about 6 months from becoming a “TEEN” but, he’s all there in attitude: eye-rolling – check texting – check prefers friends to family – check complains about _(everything)_ – check back-talk – check grunting-as-communication – check embarrassed of parents –
When I think back to my twelfth summer, I think about how I felt – shy, and unsure of myself. I had just finished 6th grade and my best friend, Patricia, was spending the summer with her mother’s family in Ireland. Our separation was a strategic play by her parents – she and I were
Being a parent is equal parts insanity and bliss. On one hand, you’re completely in awe of your kids, and on the other you feel like you’ve gone over the edge. I walk that line. Sometimes I’m the fun, life-of-the-party mom, and sometimes I’m the screaming banshee. You too? It’s good to know I’m not
I found myself saying it again. “I’d love to help, but I work full time.” This was in response to the current PTA president’s plea for board members for next year’s committee. I really would like to participate…if I didn’t work full time. I’ve been a PTA board member before-for two years, I was the