As I sit in the darkened silence nursing my infant son once more before bedtime, I realize that another day has passed. Another day at his age means growing leaps and bounds, and way too fast for this momma's heart to handle. In the past few days he's turned 6 months old, mastered rolling in both directions, started daycare and eaten his first baby food - lots of milestones for a little fella. I watch him and my 3 1/2 year old daughter as we go about our day and sometimes seriously contemplate Googling methods on how to make time stand still.
Why does growing up have to be so tough on us as mommies?? Isn't that what we want...
I am definitely not anti-technology. I’m a big TV and movie fan, and I love Facebook and Pinterest. I’m a frequent Instagram-er. Most evenings after my baby goes to sleep you can find me in bed reading on my Kindle app or binging on Netflix. I’m plugged in. Aren’t most of us these days? But recently, I’ve watched my son get more and more familiar with and become attached to certain technologies – and I discovered that I’m just not okay with that.
Everyone has to make their own decisions about their kids and how much technology they are exposed to and at what ages. I truly don’t think that there is a hard and fast line drawn at a...
Do you remember where you were on the morning of September 11, 2001? I do. I was in my senior English class at Zachary High School when a classmate checked into class late and told us a plane had crashed into one of the World Trade Center towers. We were slightly amused at the thought of a plane literally crashing into a building, but that amusement turned into confusion then concern and fear as we realized it was a deliberate attack. Our teacher had decided to humor us and turned on the radio, so we heard when the second tower was hit. And the Pentagon. And a fourth plane had crashed somewhere in Pennsylvania. The rest of the school...
I sat hand in hand with my husband at our first Early Learning Open House, and I surveyed the room. I cast furtive glances at the mothers and couples in the room, making mental notes about which ones I knew and which ones I would know soon. There we were, moms and dads of Pre-K, TK, and Kindergarten kiddos, all captive to the superintendent and director of the Early Learning division of our private school. I had to nearly pinch myself for finally being at an open house for my own child. As a teacher I have been to 10 open houses, but this one felt uniquely different. This time all of the introductions and information was about my...
From my five year-old back-seat driver recently:
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Mom?
Mom?
Yes?
Mom?
What time is it?
It’s 5:43.
5:43?
Yes, 5:43.
Um… so, how much longer until we get home?
About an hour.
Why?
Because we can’t go any faster than this.
Why?
Do you see that sign? What’s the number on that sign?
70.
Well, we’re not supposed to go any faster than that number. It’s called the speed limit.
How fast are you going?
About 70.
What’s the number? What number are you going?
75.
75? 75 is more than 70, right?
Yes, it is. Not much more though.
But you’re not supposed to go faster than 70, right?
That’s right. But we’ll be home soon. It’s not that much faster.
70 is the rule though, right? That’s what the sign says, right?
Yes….
So, you don’t have to follow the rules?
…
Mom?
Mom?
Yes?
What time is it?
It’s...
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Mardi Gras From the Perspective of a Krewe Dancer
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It's that time of year we have been working towards all year long. Preparing three to...
