Tag: Raising kids

  • A Soon-to-Be-Happy Halloween

    I have been a Halloween crank with my kids. The decorations didn’t go up until yesterday. Frankenstorm was here to destroy the outside decorations, but I can’t use that as an excuse; there was nothing inside either. Last night pumpkin carving was a disaster. We had a rotten pumpkin that smelled like decomposing seafood when…

  • Would You Leave Your Kids Alone with the Person You are Dating?

    Admittedly, I don’t have all the answers to life, love, and parenting; I simply opine on the topics based upon my personal experiences and observations.  Quite often when I write on a particular subject, something wonderful happens: people leave wise comments, enriching the dialog I begin with my post. In August just such a discussion…

  • Finding that ‘Alone’ Time

    There are a lot of ways I discover a blogger to read and follow. It could be through a post link being tweeted, a Facebook post, or from another writer’s blogroll. Today’s guest writer, however, I discovered from a pair of shoes. Not just any shoes; a kick-ass pair of shoes with a sassy chick…

  • On How I Abuse My Child

    This morning I woke with a sense of both dread and excitement. Excitement for the upcoming date with a great guy this evening.  A guy who is bright, funny, and simply cool. “Cool” not being a word I typically use to describe people, but it suits him perfectly. He is incredibly intelligent, excelling at anything…

  • A Single Mom Dream: Resting and Doing Nothing

    Last summer when writing my annual Family Summer Activity List post, I stated I knew it would be a challenging summer to balance parenting, work, and school. I was also confident it would be better than the summer before though, which was filled with mediation and attorney appointments. I was right about summer 2011; it…

  • Defining My Own ‘Happily Ever After’

    Last week I wrote a piece focusing on storybooks and relationships, complaining essential lessons about love are not in these books. I then discovered a storybook last weekend that does teach a wonderful lesson to children. A lesson I just learned at 43. Two special little girls in my life have a book called Claire…