With the new colicy baby, I have had to keep our schedule very basic and bare-bones. It used to bother me that I did not include a gazillion other subjects into my children’s day, but slowly I have come to realize that less is more. I do not have to schedule in science experiments [...]
Summer is quickly approaching and many moms are dreading those three awful words, “Mom, I’m bored.” Make this summer different by teaching your kids the skills they need for life—life without you.
I often hear stories of people who get married not knowing how to make dinner or do a load of laundry. Our job as [...]
Like Mother, Like Daughter. We are a family who live in Central Massachusetts. My husband is a Boston Irish Catholic from a big family. His upbringing was smack dab in the middle of respectable Catholic America, not untinged by 60s unrest.
I am about as different from him as you can get: I’m an only child, my parents are divorced, my father was an immigrant from Egypt, I was raised on the cutting edge of the feminist/relativist/sexual self-fulfillment/diversity revolution. My upbringing was smack dab in the middle of 70s hippie snotty know-it-all America, not untinged by anomie.
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