When someone asks me (usually, it’s my husband) what I wish for our children, my usual and honest answer is, I just want them to be happy and healthy. Simple, true and it really is what I want for them. Then, I read this article on The Motherlode, an excellent New York Times parenting blog, and…
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The Bright Side of Vomit
Poor Little Sister had an episode of vomiting last night. Of course, it happened right after I had her tucked all snug into bed. And, of course she just happened to have raspberry frozen yogurt for dessert. And, of course, we have inappropriately light (almost white) carpet. The bright side? I realized what I’m thankful…
Take Me Out to the Ball Game
Last year around this time, when the warmth of the sun was just right and the blue sky was dotted with white fluffy clouds, we would head out. It was the weekend after all. We could go anywhere San Francisco, Monterey, or stay local. We would leisurely enjoy our just right, early spring weather. There was nowhere…
Tears and Tangled
His eyes are wide, tears start to fill the white space until they reach the beautiful brown. He starts to cry and heads over to his mom for hugs and comfort. His mom takes him within her arms and listens to his story. Rapunzel was taken by the bad guys but she got away and…
Safety and Compassion for Children with Peanut Allergy
As I sent my son off to kindergarten this morning, I thought, I hope he has a good day. I hope he listens well and that he has fun with his friends. I did not think…I hope no one accidentally brings peanuts into school, and god forbid…he goes into anaphylactic shock. I hope he doesn’t die…
The Kindness of Strangers or Stranger Danger
A couple of years ago when first introducing my son to the concept of strangers, it seemed simple enough. A stranger is someone you don’t know. You should not talk to strangers unless mom or dad is with you. You should never go anywhere with a stranger, no matter what. Now, the concept of strangers…
Gone with the Morning Rush
I’m up a half an hour late. The coffee brewing downstairs is calling my name. All I want is to go downstairs, pour myself a cup, and slowly wake up. But…I’m late, and everyone is still asleep. How this happens on one of the two days that I need to be at work…well, that’s.just.perfect. I…
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