Today my daughter and I entered a dreary little shop that sells everything from cereal to high price hairdryers. The upstairs is devoted to toys. TOYS! They are…
Dear Freaked Out, Overwhelmed, Skipped Breakfast and Lunch Me, Here’s the thing: you’re not omnipotent. I know this comes as a shock to you, given all the awesome…
My nine year old texts me every 5 minutes, sending me innocent selfies with captions like, “look mom, my tongue is green!” Sometimes she calls me from the…
Three-year-old girls are particularly adorable. I can tell you this with certainty because I am currently the owner of a three-year-old girl. She is particularly adorable. I feel…
Hi John, I just wanted to forward this video onto you that I retrieved off my daughter’s iPhone. I was going to wait to speak to you in…
Almost every woman I know struggled as a girl with the age-old dilemma – how to talk to boys. It was no picnic when we were teens ourselves…
Gurrl, look at you with your on fleek lob, pale pink Tieks peeking out of the hem of your size 5 Diesel super skinny jeans. Sitting at…
I’m sitting on my bed with my computer on my lap and my game face on. It is 9:00am on Saturday and I will read my entire Facebook newsfeed…
Today is World Cancer Day. For us, cancer is a memory; next week my son Ben goes to Survivor Clinic. SURVIVOR CLINIC Those two words that were but…
My five-year old son knows exactly how babies are made. Though it’s not the first time he’s wrapped his in-need-of-a-haircut-head around a grown-up concept, I am stunned by…