The last soccer game of the season was a doozy. My daughter’s (adorably) scrappy team of 6-year-olds were out-numbered, out-sized, and out-played. They held on until the bitter end to earn those post-game high-fives and snacks from the team cooler (the possible true motivation for any field effort). As Capri Suns popped behind me, I … Continue reading Excuse me, your mothering is showing
"Can we go to the water fountain?" "Fine," I say. "As long as you don't fight on the way there." A lady nearby laughs, and I realize she thinks I'm joking. Bless her and her sweet, agreeable children. They must not have been melded from volcanic fire and molten steel like mine seem to be. … Continue reading 12 things my kids have fought about since yesterday
When you think of the future, what are people wearing? (Hint: not jeans.) *post for Dallas Moms Blog*
Well, it's been a heck of a week and I'm done. I mean, it hasn't been terrible, but my threshold for being done with a week is admirably low. Even with home stuff, it's nice to have a break from your own version of minivan-uber, avoiding the laundry's judgy gaze, and crushing your children's dreams about their Jump … Continue reading A 7-yr-old’s hymn for the weekend
I told my husband he could name our son. (Of course, I retained veto power. I don't play that fast and loose.). But since I had basically, pregnancy-empowered, declared by decree the name of our second child, it was technically his turn when our third came along. "William," he said. "Will." "Okay," I said as I thought … Continue reading Strong-willed children and thatched roofs: A word for weary parents
If we treated each other like our mamas were watching, society would be on much better behavior, I'm sure.
As a truth-at-all-cost convert, I'm determined to teach my kids that nothing they have done is worse than lying to me about it.
Yep, that was my child tantruming. Again. Laid out, screaming. SCREAMING. Refusing to leave the doctor's office. It wasn't my baby or my toddler (both of whom I was also juggling as we tried to make a much less dramatic exit), but my dear oldest, who was about five years old at the time. The offense? … Continue reading Confronting resentment in parenting a strong-willed child
I have a child who is FIERCE. She is a warrior, a storm. Everything with her is intense, reactive, leading. She is literal, stubborn, serious; she was born ready for a fight and determined to go whichever way she wanted. I wasn't prepared for her. I don't think I could have been. She exhausts me. … Continue reading The in-between moments with a strong-willed child