Want to know one of the best parts of working as a parenting journalist? I get to read a lot of books. I read pen-in-hand. If, after finishing, a book
“Every child is an artist,” Pablo Picasso said. “The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up.” Look at toddlers banging pans, wiggling their bodies to the
Few things fascinate my five-year-old daughter more than ice and snow. Unfortunately for her, we live in Texas. One day, after weeks of wishing for a winter wonderland, she poked
“Is Bob dead?” asked my 3-year-old, poking the housefly on the windowsill. “Yes,” said his 5-year-old sister. “But there are always more Bobs. Let’s put this one in the trash
In early September, my first grader sat on her bed thumbing through a picture book that was way above her reading level. “I’m reading this book all by myself, mommy!
In February 2020, I bought a daybed for my eight-year-old daughter. When it finally arrived that April, hiring someone to do in-home assembly simply wasn’t an option. “Hey, do you
“Open up!” “The doctor said you need to take your medicine.” “This will help you feel better!” “You can have one chocolate chip if you drink it all gone.” My
On the way home from preschool one day, my five-year-old began to tell me a fascinating story. A boy at school had hit him, he shared. “But you can’t tell
“A boy at my table made fun of me during math today,” my second-grader told me one evening after bedtime. Worries tend to spill out after lights out. “He said,
The most valuable piece of art in our house is a cheap, colorful map of the United States that hangs above our kitchen table. As a learning tool, it’s priceless.