Want some very straightforward and easy-to-apply methods for connecting with your children when your first inclination is to scream or lecture or punish? Sandy Blackard’s Say What You See approach offers a way of connecting and respecting your children while setting boundaries both parents and kids can live with. Her book SAY WHAT YOU SEE . . . → Read More: Sandy Blackard Interview: Part 3
My happiness project officially ended a couple of weeks ago. Shall I announce, now, that I am happy happy happy? Well, I am. Sometimes.
In January of 2010, I started working through Gretchen Rubin’s The Happiness Project: Or, Why I Spent a Year Trying to Sing in the Morning, Clean My Closets, Fight Right, Read . . . → Read More: Happy Happy Joy Joy
Wouldn’t it be great if we got along with our kids all of the time? Sometimes I want to tell my son, “I am ready to miss you now.”
What I’ve observed in my household and amongst my friends is that there are ages when some parents and kids shine, and others that are dull, . . . → Read More: Get Along Days
I took a bath in cat urine this weekend. Hopefully needless to say, this was not intentional. I put lavender bubble bath in the tub as I ran the water. It smelled lavender-y when I got in. But the water was too cold, so I drained some, added more hot, and was still soaking in . . . → Read More: A New Window
My son turned five a couple of weeks ago and it’s sent me into a bit of a tailspin. Okay, maybe not just his turning five. We had a Halloween party, a birthday, house-guests with small children for a week. We got a cat who didn’t eat for the first few days, then got an . . . → Read More: Turning Five
Tonight, my son is having his first sleepover at his dad’s new house, the one my ex moved into with his girlfriend/mistress, the house I didn’t know existed until I got my Cavanaugh back from a visit on Saturday. I’d planned to drop him at his dad’s apartment but got a text to meet him . . . → Read More: I Don’t Know What I Don’t Know
In the last week and a half, I had a stomach virus, the A/C went out in my car, the A/C in my house was leaking so much I had to empty the drip pan every 20 minutes, I was supposed to get a new pantry, my son’s visitation schedule was switched around for a . . . → Read More: A “Regular” Life
My house is defeating me. It started on Sunday when I tried to mow the lawn. Having done so successfully once in my life so far, I was pretty sure I had the skills necessary. Not true. Plus, sometimes mowing the lawn is representative of a whole bunch more than house maintenance. Maybe it was . . . → Read More: Light Bulbs and Lawn Mowers
I went to the Shambhala Center tonight for an introduction to meditation. I was free to go because my son is having a sleepover at his dad’s tonight. It’s their third and I’m still trying to figure out what I want to do with myself, with all this time, without my son.
Before their first . . . → Read More: Sleepover at Dad’s
I thought about skipping Easter this year. This whole family-of-two business is not offering me a clear imperative. I have a little sister. We grew up in a small valley with a bunch of kids right around our ages who we knew practically from birth. We had group Easter egg hunts and 4th of July . . . → Read More: Hunt for Easter