Helicopter parents are a readily identifiable species: Omnipresent, hovering, constantly scanning the area for dangers (both real and imagined) that might warrant swooping in to rescue their beloved child(ren). Many people know at least a few who fit that description, and some of us will recognize ourselves therein. Although I do not know if there… Read More I’m not ashamed to be a helicopter parent
Stress. Anxiety. Ugh, freakin anxiety, man. I’ve been up to my eyeballs with it lately. The holidays have been doing that to me recently. The kids get so wound up, so off-schedule, eat too much sugar, don’t get enough sleep. I don’t need to tell you, you know how it is: a recipe for disaster. With a… Read More This is STILL the Only Thing That Matters
This past weekend I was determined to potty train my son. We have tried unsuccessfully many times but this time I was resolute: No more diapers. I made sure we didn’t have any plans and didn’t have to leave the house for any reason. This was necessary in order to allow him to run around… Read More Things That Don’t Suck
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