The mystery of the boomerang generation, to me anyway

I’ve always thought of myself as a pretty typical kid. As a little girl, I didn’t like wearing dresses, but I liked playing with dolls – I even made clothes for them – as well as hopscotch, jump rope, marble games, and an imaginary game called “House” with the neighborhood boys. (You can guess how… Continue reading The mystery of the boomerang generation, to me anyway

Raising kind kids, one step at a time

I’m not usually the superstitious type. Sure, I believe in the Chinese zodiac and its predictions on personality, relationships and success in life, but things like phases of the moon or Friday the 13th or 666 being unlucky numbers are simply beyond me. But somehow, for the past few weeks, I’ve stumbled on several articles… Continue reading Raising kind kids, one step at a time

Screen time, breaks, and everything in between

Hey! I'm poking my head in here to say that I'm still around. Its been a little quiet here in the past few weeks because...well, I kind of needed to be after talking about death.  Such a deep subject that I had no experience in talking to children about but personal experience with--well, that requires… Continue reading Screen time, breaks, and everything in between

Why can’t boys wear dresses?

The other night, as I was tucking her in bed (our usual night time ritual), I had a conversation with my daughter. Somehow, we got on the subject of clothes. "I love wearing dresses," she said proudly. Full disclosure--Lily is very girly. She adores dresses the same way that I adored wearing shorts when I was… Continue reading Why can’t boys wear dresses?

Observations from a silent PTA mom

This week, I've been thinking about parent teacher associations. As the school year is coming to a close, there is no doubt a lot of fundraising going on. And as you may have guessed, my daughter's PTA is in full action mode. Somehow I got included in an email chain that began in March (perhaps… Continue reading Observations from a silent PTA mom

A girl can dream, right?

Yesterday, while driving to the library for storytime (one of our usual weekend activities), Lily declared from the backseat, "I'm going to be a singer when I grow up!" "Oh, really?" I responded. "Yeah." "I thought you wanted to be a teacher," I said. She's told me about her grown up dreams of wanting to… Continue reading A girl can dream, right?

A recent conversation with my daughter

This afternoon, I took my daughter to the school yard around the corner of our apartment. As we're walking along, she said something along the lines of, "I'm going to miss you when I'm 31, because I'm not going to live with you anymore." She's known to say weird things like that. So, I responded,… Continue reading A recent conversation with my daughter