The Zen of Cutting Grass
The Zen of Cutting Grass The air is cooler today A sign of the change in seasons and life Pace by pace I push Drawing the lines in the grass and in my train...
A conscious approach to parenting
The Zen of Cutting Grass The air is cooler today A sign of the change in seasons and life Pace by pace I push Drawing the lines in the grass and in my train...
My tolerance is not my son’s tolerance, he will build his own boundaries My patience is not my son’s patience, he will find his own peace My anger is not my son’s anger, he...
As a parent I want my son to do his very best at everything he tries; not because I think it’ll make him the next super bowl MVP or the next highest-paid endorser for...
When I first began teaching my son to ride a bike I anticipated a few cuts and bruises – I mean it’s inevitable. We joked how falling down was all part of the process...
Note to the reader: To tell my story in the way I want it heard, this piece contains explicit accounts of physical abuse. I wasn’t born hating black men; it wasn’t something I learned...
My son is a chief negotiator – at 5. If he doesn’t get what he wants, he has a fascinating ability to ask 150 questions for detailed account of your reasoning in order for...
My son is at an age where he likes to (and actually can) play organized sports. We decided to move him towards basketball for a number of reasons and he seems to be enjoying...
Reading the title of this post you may be thinking ‘This must be a post about relaxing and kicking back’….um, no. Quite the contrary. It’s been a few months now and my son continues...
I’ll preface this post by stating the obvious – I’m not a woman. I know nothing of being a woman. I don’t know about the struggles, the challenges, the obstacles – I am simply...
5 years ago there we were, new parents dropping our son off at child care…scared, sad, worried. The culmination of months of research looking into the ‘best’ place for our child – the safest...
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