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Introducing the kids to a classic
Tons of swear words, cigarettes, adult situations, and scary (even as an adult) ghosts. Man, the 80s were great.
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Moonlight writers
Follow your inner moonlight; don’t hide the madness. -Allen Ginsberg aka, my favorite #wellnesswednesday
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To the heartbroken on Mother’s Day
I have three little boys. Like many of you, I spent Mother’s Day opening handmade cards, unwrapping decorated flower pots, and reading through “All About My Mom” books made at school, in which I learned that my favorite thing to do is cook corn, my favorite thing to eat is corn, and when I’m not…
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Today I Cry
Normally, I can accept an election loss and move along with daily life. Focus on the positive, try to make some kind of impact in the little bit of world around me. But there’s nothing normal about the presidential election of 2016. And there is nothing normal about today. While being fairly closely connected to politics for…
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The Carousel
Today I was reminded that our lives are filled with exciting ups and difficult downs. But despite it all, as much as we may want to freeze time or roll it backward, life just keeps moving us forward. Hope you’re all enjoying the ride.
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Raising Boys…While We Have Them.
After six years into this mother of boys gig, I’ve come to know a thing or two. The biggest of which, is that I actually know nothing. But despite my utter cluelessness, I do have a few tips for my fellow halfway-to-crazy parents raising these tiny tornadoes called boys.
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The Trippiest Kid’s Show on YouTube
If you’re a parent these days, you are no doubt familiar with the barrage of YouTube programming geared toward melting young minds. There’s the teens demonstrating how to play Minecraft, kids playing with Angry Bird figurines and the totally addictive unwrapping of the Kinder eggs. Yes, that’s right. Today’s generation of aged out toddlers love watching videos of other kids playing…
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If Adults Could Tantrum Like Kids
It’s been one of those days. Nothing went your way. Missed a deadline at work. Kid vomited in your minivan. Flat tire on your drive home. And because of stupid effing autocorrect, you just texted your boss that you ‘can’t wait to get crunk this weekend grrrrrrrl’. You are reaching your breaking point faster than…
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