Archive for the ‘parenting’ Category
February 28th, 2010
Well, we lasted approximately four months - and now all of my kids, who I sent to public school at the beginning of the school year (read this post) are home again and we are having a great time. Frankly, while it can be difficult to have everyone in the house all of the time and it's nearly impossible to get any work done - my kids are such nice people when they're here. I really like them and I like having them around. That's not to say I don't enjoy a leisurely walk to Shopko alone once in a ...
February 4th, 2010
I have been reluctant to write about potty training because I don’t want people to think I think I’m some kind of expert. However, a lot of people seem to have trouble with this issue and ask me how I do it so quickly, so I thought I’d throw my “method” out there. Having just successfully trained little Hogan #6 - she is 2.5 years old - I guess my very ordinary method works OK with both boys and girls.
First, look for signs that your child is interested and ready. Allow him or her to accompany the same sex parent ...
November 6th, 2009
I am often asked how I get my kids to eat good food - especially when there are so many of them! Well, it’s really very simple. First, you have to stop thinking there is such a thing as a “picky” eater. Picky eating habits can’t be allowed or coddled! That being said, I don’t try and feed my kids seared halibut with sauted asparagus, either.
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October 30th, 2009
A letter of thanks to my 17 year old son for being the difficult, challenging, delinquent teenager he has been. If he hadn't been so difficult, I wouldn't find parenting the rest of my children so easy! He taught me perspective, something I wish I had learned when he was much younger.
http://parentingsquad.com/a-letter-of-thanks-to-my-teenage-son-for-teaching-me-perspective-in-childrearing
October 8th, 2009
In 5th and 6th grade, I wanted nothing more than to be like Jeanna Penn. She was my idol. She was cool, confident, had all the right clothes — and everyone liked her. She was a straight-A student and an athlete.
I wanted nothing more than for her to like me and to be included in her group...I mean, clique.
She hated me. And it wasn't just the kind of hate that leads one to ignore someone or not include them in a party. It was visceral hate. The kind that led her to taunt me relentlessly in front of people who ...