Our Regularly Scheduled Program
I have poop and pee on the brain these days. (If only I had a nickle for every time I said the word poop…)
A few months ago, while getting ready for school (preschool, aka. daycare on steroids), Eleanor announced that she wanted to wear underwear. So I let her. Why the hell not? (I [...]
A dear friend, who has just returned to work after maternity leave (for her first baby), sent a text message this morning: “…I’m heading in for my second day. It feels chaotic right now but I know it will get better. I feel like I’m driving without any brakes.”
Ah yes. Welcome to parenthood.
Rereading this post brought memories flooding back; I have this image of Eleanor and Asina walking through the back coffee field, Eleanor’s cries drifting in through the open window, Asina struggling to keep her [Eleanor's] twisting body in her arms. I remember how difficult it [...]
How long can I safely keep my kids living in a bubble? This was the cover the the College newspaper today:
Speaking as an outsider, I realize you can’t keep them safe forever; at best you can hope to instill in them a sense of pride in their bodies, respect for themselves and [...]
It was late; I needed Eleanor to come brush her teeth, but she was not interested. To show me just how uninterested she was, she had gone into her bedroom and closed the door. When I finished preparing the toothbrush, cup of water, and washcloth I knocked on her door and went into collect her. [...]
Eleanor’s bedtime routine looks a little something like this: I take her upstairs for her bath (or a simple hand and face washing if that’s all that’s necessary or we are running late, which is most evenings {the running late, I mean}. This hand-and-face washing usually turns into some feet washing too, which usually results [...]
{painting by K. Madison Moore}
Eleanor is two and a half years old (although if she hears me say this she corrects me, “No. I two mommy.”) which means she is testing her independence and autonomy like it was her job. Which is ultimately [...]
Several months ago I was turned onto Janet Lansbury’s blog/website by a friend who thought it might be something that interested me. I had written something about parenting and she commented that “it looked like we read a lot of the same parenting books” and suggested that I check out
{Please allow me to first properly situate my soapbox}
There is a young Canadian couple that lives in our complex. They have two children, a 3 year old son and 6 month old daughter. Last night at the pool we got to talking while the kids splashed together in the shallow end. Not surprisingly (because [...]
I have a daughter. She is beautiful; this is something that I know. On the surface, this is because she has gorgeous big blue eyes, eyelashes that would be exceptionally long on a grown woman, and a head of curly blond hair that she wears freely. When she was just a few months old a [...]
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