I enjoy putting together homemade Lunchables, so I can choose higher quality meat, cheese and crackers and also pack some fresh fruit as a side. I also switch up sandwiches by using different breads like tortillas, bagel thins and croissants.
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By Day 3, they started to come around. They woke up happy and I smugly thought to myself, “Pat on the back mom, they needed this as much as you did. Way to stand your ground.”
Teaching them early that it is okay to hit as long as there is a good reason for it perpetuates the idea that some violence is justified, and that’s not a road I want to lead my children down.
I have been here before. At one point, before my daughter came along, all three of my boys were in school at once. I didn’t like it. I treasured the disappearance of the sibling WWF rounds and the cries of “I’m bored.” Or “I’m starved.” But between those bits of relief, I felt empty. Like […]
Make time to spend time with your teen. Tell her you love her. Give him too many hugs. This is not the season to walk in offense. Love when you are rejected and love them when they fail. Love when you really, really don’t want to.
He is only going half days for kindergarten. I tell everyone that it is because I don’t think he can handle full days yet. And that is true. The other reason is because I am not ready for him to do full days yet. He is my first and my only and I am clinging.
If you think road rage is bad on I-25 during rush hour, you have not experienced the frustrations and barely restrained hostilities happening every day in school parking lots. Different schools, different cities, different states. It’s all the same. And much of it boils down to some basic personality differences.
To combat those fears and jitters our little ones (and their mamas) may experience when attending preschool for the first time, I wanted to share some of the things he and I have discussed.
As the pressures of present day living fade away for a short while, she stops thinking about what everyone thinks of her. She can simply be herself.
It’s inevitable that you’ll realize it’s dress up day at school only after arriving to see everyone’s child in costume but yours. You’ll forget to sign that dumb Friday folder once or twice (a month). You’ll pull into the driveway after drop-offs only to find your kiddo’s lunchbox in the backseat.