Our community has been rocked. We have lost a beautiful child who brought light and joy to so many.
For the second time in a matter of months, I found myself indignant in the blindingly pink Barbie aisle at Target.
Don’t worry, the Tooth Fairy is safe…for now.
This past week, our city and its surrounding areas of 6 million people were brought to a screeching halt. I know that an inch or two of snow and a layer of ice wasn’t to blame.
“You know, you’re not hip, mom,” my 9-year-old recently said to me with what seemed to be a look of pity in his eyes.
Aaaah Winter. How I’ve looked forward to your chilly nights with warm blankets and smoky fireplaces, hot chocolate and the welcome of a toasty house on a wintry evening.
Me: “Hi. My name is Lauren and I’m an Overparenter.”
“I love daddy but he’s not really part of my family because he didn’t make me,” my 6-year old tells me.
1. Anticipation and arrival. The trip has been planned for months. We’ve referred to it in excitement – “Can you believe we’re going to Disney in 20 days? Woohooo!” We’ve used it as a threat – “If you continue to act like this, there is no way we’re going to Disney. I’ll cancel the trip righ…
I’d like to pass along four of the most important things I’ve learned about this whole child-rearing business. Given that my children are the very advanced ages of eight and six, I have the luxury of hindsight and the wisdom of experience. So listen up!
It started with constant stomach aches and lots of strep throat. It continued with more stomach pain which got so bad that my son sometimes had to stay home from school. The traditional Miralax route was not working and nothing else seemed to be wrong. So we made a gastro-intestinal appointm…
Girls can be mean. To anyone with a daughter in middle school, this is probably not a surprise. But when my 6 year old daughter came home recently and told me another girl “hated her” and was saying mean things to her, I was shocked and upset. It has since blown over and wasn’t a big deal, b…
According to the Mayans, the world was supposed to end in 2012. And despite clues that would seem to back them up (the emergence of Honey Boo Boo as a cultural icon, pink slime in our hamburgers and Tom and Katie breaking up) it didn’t. We’re still here Mayans! Take that!
Listen up parents! Your kids have lots to tell you.
This column was originally supposed to be written a few weeks into the school year as a third grade survival guide for the many parents going through the shock and awe of third grade.
I am happy to report that I survived the first three weeks of kindergarten! I know, its not exactly like I deserve a medal. But my daughter did not make it easy.
I’m kind of a rock star. Minus the fame, talent and groupies. But I do have a rock star ailment. And that should count for something.
Parents of young children, listen up! It gets easier. It can even be pleasant.
I had no intention of crying. But when they led my five-year old daughter away from me, down the elementary school hallway toward a Kindergarten class, the tears fell. They did.
Sarah, you are my youngest child and my only daughter and I cannot believe you are now 5 years old. You were just a tiny little bundle in a fluffy pink outfit with bear ears on it being taken home from the hospital.
Though I’ve never lived in Manhattan, I feel at home in its hustle and bustle. I walk fast, talk fast, eat fast and I fit right into this fast-moving place. I got engaged and married here to someone who grew up in New York. And now I have loads of wonderful family members throughout the …
“It’s been a long December and there’s reason to believe
Last Friday night (no, this isn’t the beginning of a Katy Perry song) I did something that I have done in one variation or another on many a Friday night. I ended up hanging out in my driveway with a group of neighbors while the kids took over the street and yards around us.
It seems that my seven-year old son is craving more independence each day. But I’m having trouble figuring out how to balance his need for freedom outside the house with my desire to keep him safe.
Those of us who know someone with dementia understand that it’s both tragic and very confusing. It is a loss of brain function that occurs with certain diseases. Basically, it’s an umbrella under which there are different variations, Alzheimers being the most common.