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kids Archive
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Guest Post Invitation: The Parenthood Juggle
I want my daughters (and my son!) to be able to read about other women’s struggles. How did they... -
Shielding Children from our Emotions
I’ve read some really sad things lately and have been experiencing some of my own sad moments (hey, I’m 39,... -
Ebony and Ivory: discussing the politics of race with young children
In the post-Martin Luther King, Jr. holiday period and in the midst of Black History Month, my kindergartner has had... -
Roller Coaster
A year ago, I was living in a daze. I was spending most nights curled up against my... -
Santa and I
The year I turned four or five, we drove to my grandparents in central Wisconsin for Christmas. Actually, we... -
Prodigal
Last week, at a familiar intersection, the sign a man held up said, “It doesn’t take much to be kind.” -
Bonfire of the Vanities
The idea of a bonfire to rid ourselves of vanity sometimes has it’s appeal, especially on mornings when I’ve braided... -
The Feast of St. Francis
This year, our family observed General Conference by attending the local Episcopal church. -
Family Ties
Where is the line between serving your family and loosing yourself in it? -
Finding Peace
Forgiveness. As babies and young children, we can’t help but forgive those that wrong us. We have no... -
Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren . . .
Every once in a while, I meet someone who is just plain old good. Without guile. My friend... -
The Wish Tree
I had my five year old daughter with me and I was a bit disappointed that I couldn’t get her... -
Crash Test
The thought of any inexperienced driver in charge of a 4,000 pound machine makes me very nervous, but anticipating my... -
Window to Utopia
What would heaven be like, for a teenager? -
The Nursery Window
“Long ago,” he said, “I thought like you that my mother would always keep the window open for me, so... -
We Are Pioneers
As I was telling my Kindergartner earlier this month that we’re all pioneers in some way. Whenever we stand up... -
The Gluttonous Baby
For as long as humans have made objects, there have been baby dolls. It’s an almost universal phenomenon that... -
Operation Stop Arm
My neighbor Sheri and I watched motorists pass our children’s school bus for years. We took video, called the police,... -
Kids, Bootleggers, and Diviners
I read a fair amount of young adult fiction-both as part of my job as a professor of secondary education... -
You Can Recognize Them by Their Hand-Carved Daggers…
I love memoirs. And I love Tina Fey. So I was just salivating as my friends and co-bloggers... -
Park it!
Children can only write so many letters to full-time missionaries. Or out-of-state family members. They can only color so many... -
Delousing the Kids
This beautiful poem was written by my dear friend, Dayna Patterson, after patiently listening to me whine about our 2010... -
An Unlikely Prayer of Thanksgiving
Last summer, Brent and Stuart went to get a haircut. While there, the stylist discovered that Stuart had lice (gasp!).... -
Kids and Calamities
I watched the Twin Towers fall on TV, my oldest child safely ensconced in her kindergarten class. My toddler... -
“Do you want to end up living under a bridge?”
This is, reportedly, what my daughter’s second grade teacher asked her class during a fit of frustration over their less-than-enthusiastic... -
Celebrating the Man As Well As His Cause
A guest post from a reader, Debra. Names matter. They do. My life experience has taught me this. Names are... -
Hate
As an antidote to all the love around here lately, I thought I’d offer up a little bit of good... -
Memories
A grateful resident presented me with a chocolate turkey, wrapped in beautiful multicolored foil. Then she looked around... -
Let My People Go
My little Stuart has a bleeding heart. He is unusually quick, I think, to identify a person or an action... -
Lunch 5- Out of the Comfort Zone
We (and our children) have had to learn to be gracious guests at both cockroach infested decrepit apartments and mansions... -
Fei Hua (Chinese for “wasted words”)
I got to my office one morning and this cartoon was taped to my door: I knew right away who... -
Anticipation
We were on our way to church as a family, and I thought it would be a good... -
The First Lunch
A middle-aged Hispanic man is walking past the car where I pull up to the light. He sits down on... -
Around the Dinner Table: What’s a family?
While digging through the pile of papers in my seven-year-old’s backpack, I came across a copy of a page from...