I recently spent an afternoon with a good friend, who has a toddler. While we were talking about parenting she told me her son has started biting his baby brother. My friend said nothing she or her husband had tried is working. Her son bit another child at childcare this week for the first time
Biting is a behavior that many toddlers display at one time or another. It can be something that makes the adults feel frustrated and helpless. There is hope!
Whenever a child is…Continue
You know how you had that one toy in your bedroom as a kid that kinda creeped you out once your parents turned out the lights and tucked you in for the night? Mine was a clown who I swear glared at me from his perch high up on my bookcase. (Special thanks to Poltergeist for that little childhood fear.) But now that I'm an adult (allegedly anyway), my daughter has…Continue
Excerpt from my public blog....An Unfinished Parent
I held my teacup in one hand while holding the steering wheel in my other as I barely inched forward in bumper to bumper traffic this morning. The coastal mist settled on my windshield and the sunrise was nearly obliterated by a
passing cloud. My seven year old sat in the back seat like any other day, wiling through the half hour freeway commute to…
Added by Lori Gertz on December 17, 2012 at 11:00pm — No Comments
Children who have internal scars are often misunderstood.
Today was a bit of a tough day at work. I sat with a family who has weathered one of the worst storms that a person could ever imagine…childhood sexual abuse. Children, under the age of 5, traded for sex and video taped for porn. Now, a decade later, these children have to deal with their inner demons. No, they are no longer living with the people who did this to them. No, they have no contact at all with anyone from…Continue
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About a year ago I wrote this post about how to make the most out of your school volunteer efforts. D2 wasn't enrolled in pre-school yet, so…Continue
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My name doesn’t describe who I am very well. Jennifer isn’t an adjective.
If names were meant to describe who we are, mine would be: Clumsy, Awkward, ForgetfulContinue
Added by Jennifer Stauffer on February 3, 2012 at 4:25pm — No Comments
My sister is 4 years younger than me. When we were just kids, those 4 years felt more like 40. We were, and remain to this day, total opposites. I’m reserved, she’s outgoing. I play it safe, she takes risks. I like books, she likes being active. I’m girly, she’s a tomboy. But growing up in rural Pennsylvania gave us few options for playmates. We had no choice but to get along or be alone.
Opposites or not, we could always get along long enough to play Barbies.
Our evenings and…Continue
Added by Jennifer Stauffer on January 11, 2012 at 11:43am — No Comments
I’m 10, have 5 siblings, an absent mother that yanked us out of our predictable home and away from my father whom I adored. However, she did not. At 28, with 6 kids, all she could understand was how she was robbed of her youth. She did not want to go to church, hang out with the other mothers, sew clothes, cook dinner, shop or clean. She wanted to march in protest lines, stand up for civil rights, hang out in the “hippy” section of Detroit and blare the Rolling Stones.…
Added by rhonda talbot on January 4, 2012 at 12:37pm — No Comments
Remember that story a few weeks ago when we lost the mother fucking Elf on the Shelf, and I was all panicked that it might be the last Christmas for believing in Santa in my household? Well, it saddens me beyond words, but I'm pretty sure the jig is up (at…Continue
Added by Jennifer Marshall on December 29, 2011 at 12:13pm — No Comments
…life was just about rolling in the grass and not caring if you got dirty?
… the most important thing was that you didn’t miss Tom & Jerry or The Bugs Bunny Show on Saturday…
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As overly cautious as we are about protecting our children these days, it's a wonder any of us survived our own childhoods of yesteryear. Heck, many of us probably rode home from the hospital on our moms' laps IN THE FRONT SEAT OF THE CAR (without a seat belt, no doubt)!! All this fragility makes me wonder if our kids are missing out on some of the good…Continue
Added by Jennifer Marshall on September 7, 2011 at 10:06am — No Comments
With the start of school comes the school supply list. I personally hate buying school supplies because I feel such pressure to get it right. What if I buy Hunter the wrong folders? Will I stunt her for life? What if I buy Elliott the wrong color for her zipped up Trapper Keeper? Will she be socially ostracized?
Added by Lanita Moss on August 22, 2011 at 8:09am — No Comments
As a child in Phoenix Arizona, not one of the safest cities nowadays, I had free range over a 5 by 5 city block area. To my elementary school I walked about a half a mile down the road by myself grades 1st thru 6th. My grandmother or mother walked with me the first part of the school year in 1st grade, before the second half of the year I was walking it by myself. One of them would wait at the end of the yard after school to make sure they saw me, as soon as they had a glimpse of me, they'd…Continue
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Two kids, two stints as a temporary stay at home mom….otherwise known as maternity leave. My second “vacation” as many ignorant people around me prefer to call my time off is coming to a close. Back to being a slave to the man next week. I have mixed emotions. I love my children. I have…
Added by Someone's Mom on March 5, 2011 at 8:21am — No Comments
I am a child of the early ‘60’s, and everything that implies. My parents weren’t the hippy types, but more the Mad Men type of parents…without the alcohol. They loved to listen to music when I was little and on special occasions they would break out the record collection and the crème de menthe.
The coffee table in our living room was actually a record player cabinet. It was wood with two marble tiles on the surface with mesh fabric covering the speakers. The cabinet had a drawer and…Continue
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