We hear it all the time. It pays to keep close to your tween and teen. But what happens when the questions you ask result in little more than a shrug of the shoulders or
How could I possibly settle for status quo and watch so many parents struggle when I hold in my hands these simple, yet brilliant, strategies that can help parents create a much more pleasant home front and feel good about their parenting?
For my daughter, getting her hair washed has been an emotional project. She usually has a tantrum at the mere suggestion that hair washing might be on the agenda.
We set a timer and let our 3-year-old know we were all her’s. She was in charge and we were ready for whatever kind of play she wanted.
Our week had been really busy, with family visiting, including my two year old nephew. My two children had played really well together with their cousin, however, with my son, there always comes a point
My nine year old son usually falls right asleep at night. This has been such a blessing for me and quite contrary to his younger sister who likes to stay up late. On one particular
When my 6-year-old son began the first grade in a new school district, school went from being easy to being a big challenge for him both socially and academically. Being the youngest in his class
Helping children with fears this way allows them to feel and share their feelings while at the same time they are truly safe.
After school, my son was clearly off track and needing to offload some feelings. He had been at his little brother since he got in the car, and then on the way home, he started calling
After a prolonged illness, my 6-year-old was full of feelings and energy. I could tell by the way he was quick to anger, quick to become indignant, and generally by what hard work it was
I realize the important role a nanny plays in a child’s life; the effects of which–for better or for worse–will stay with the child for many years to come. But as I have seen with
My thoughts were consumed with how to be a good mum. I loved this important work, but I also missed my husband who sometimes seemed like a distant figure in my life.
One morning, my 3-year-old said, “I am my brother, not me,” while I was busy getting my older son ready for school. Ah, a sign of a storm brewing, I thought. I squatted at his
We had all been excited about watching the Olympic torch run past our house. My 6-year-old son had been particularly excited about it, as he had been working on the Olympics at his school and
My husband was making a pot of oatmeal for breakfast last weekend, and it was time for the family to come to the table. But our 8-year-old son saw that the oatmeal wasn’t the kind