Mom Blogging was good to me. I had a good run, great even. I and many of my peers had the obscene luxury of making a living simply by living our lives. I’m not sure if Mom Blogging today could ever exist as it did in 2006 or even in 2009. Publicists certainly got involved with bloggers quickly but
I know what it is to be a proud parent. There are pictures of my children plastered all over the walls of home. Curiously one of them kept getting put down flat. Like this. Every few days I’d put it upright and every few days it would mysteriously fall over again. Of course I
Earlier this week I got an email. Here is the exact text: Hi! Just letting you know that Jane volunteered for the 6:45-7:30 shift at the pancake breakfast. If this is a problem, please let know! I’ll leave the front gate popped open so people can get into the school. See you then! What am
When Jane was in the fourth grade she wanted to play football. What you may or may not know is that within the private schools in Los Angeles there are intramural sports starting in fourth grade. During the fall season the boys play football and the girls play basketball. Three years ago Jane wanted to
I’m a pragmatic woman, and that’s translated into my parenting. My son is seven and my daughter is ten. In ten years of parenting I have not uttered the words “don’t hit”. In our family the mantra is “don’t hit first”. If you hit hardest, it’s entirely likely I’ll take you out for ice cream.