When things are tumultuous, I tend to expect them to get worse, not better. But I’ve realized I’m often wrong.
I can really only do one thing at a time. You could call that Unitasking, or Monotasking, or my favorite—being human, since no one can really do more than one thing at a time—but whatever you call it, it’s how I work best.
I looked up at the clock and realized: the rabbit hole had nabbed me again.
The weather has been so glorious. I’ve been on an epic high of good cheer and outdoor adventure. I kind of need it to stop.
Every night, when she opens her math homework, the drama begins. “I need help. I can’t do this.” She can—but it’s hard, and why not make everyone else suffer with you?
I love spring and I love summer—and I ADORE Halloween—but the coming season is the real meat of the year.
I used to meditate sneakily, because one of the reasons I meditate is that my mind is filled with all kinds of negative commentary on stuff like … meditating. But I’ve had to come out of the closet.
The parent who created the Playborhood may not be helicoptering, but he’s hovering just the same. Only instead of saying “be careful,” he’s saying “jump.”
So, are you? Feel free to skip right down and just tell me your answer in the comments, but here’s why I’m asking.
Win all the books from my September books post, and a few more!
I’ve been working on The Sane Family’s Guide to Scheduling, and I had a little something left over that just didn’t fit anywhere. So, herewith, a few random things that I try to keep in mind when adding things to my schedule: 1. Never put anything on Monday, especially Monday morning. First off, Mondays are hard enough. Second, me, I forget things on Mondays. I want to be someone who looks at her calendar on Sunday and plans the […]
I’m shy, yes. But am I also rude? In a contest between my manners and my preferences, am I allowing my preferences to win?
Do you do what you need to, what you choose to, or what you’re meant to—and does the difference matter?
Let’s just say not everything that happened this morning was strictly work. Probably especially not the Cheez-Its.
2 novels. 2 memoirs. 4 nonfiction. If you’re looking for a good read, look no further.
My children need to read this summer. They’re in the middle of a long vacation from school, and I want them to enjoy it — but I also want them to be able to pick up their education where they left off when school starts again in the fall.
Kids who read over the summer lose fewer skills than kids who don’t. This is especially important for children from low-income families and those with language problems, like my younger daughter. When reading is difficult, so is almost everything else. As new readers move from decoding text to fluency, every subject from math to history becomes more accessible, but practice is the only way to get there.
So I bought these charcoal exfoliating wipes at Sephora. They’re really quite fantastic. One side cleans, and the other is all nubbly and exfoliating (thus the name). I’m delighted with them. I’m trying to fade a brown spot on the side of my face, and I think they will speed the process along. There is only one problem. I used one yesterday. And I used one tonight. And there are only 25 in the package. So there are only 23 […]
Look out, kids. Over-schedule your parents, and you might just find yesterday’s lunch trash in today’s lunch.
I know it’s hard for kids to transition from school. I know coming home to your lame family after a great trip with your friends is tough. I swear I went into the pick up line excited to get everyone back for a beautiful afternoon. I was thinking swimming, maybe ice cream I’m not entirely sure I can tell you exactly how it ended up with me declaring that maybe, if they were lucky, something–car accident, terrorist attack–would get their […]
I know better, but I did it anyway.