Why every mother needs to learn to say, “I’m sorry”
After, “I love you,” the words “I’m sorry” might be the most important ones we say to our kids. Much harder to say, though. Because people don’t like to be wrong and parents especially are used to...
View ArticleWhen You Don’t Like What You See in the Mirror
He stares at me from the back seat with eyes hot, red, determined, defiant and desperate to be understood. I stare at him through the rear view mirror with eyes that echo his own blue exactly and match...
View ArticleWhat my 9 Year Old Taught Me About Being Willing to Follow God Into...
He holds his heart as we wait at the red line in the immigration queue. His face has a puzzled look. Passports slide back our way and we crane necks for one last look, one wave, one jump up and down...
View ArticleWhat to Do When Our Kids Are Looking For Heroes In a World Full of Beliebers,...
My kids are 10, 7 and 4. And my two oldest – my sons – are old enough these days to long for a hero. They’re old enough to have started noticing. They notice sports stars and singers and tween...
View ArticleWhy My “Difficult” Kid Is a Gift and Not a Reason for Despair
The woman who looks back at me from the mirror is someone I never expected to meet. There she is, with her tired eyes and wrinkle lines and the soft brown spots of aging on her hands. Her hair hasn’t...
View ArticleThe One Weekly Parenting Habit That Helps Us Connect with Our Big Kids
At ten and eight my boys are now old enough to help. This is revolutionary. They can do their own safety belts, buckle their sister in, ride bikes to go pick up the mail, scramble the eggs, fold their...
View ArticleWhat Do We Tell Our Kids When They Have “Unrealistic” Dreams?
My kids take me to places in my heart I didn’t know were there. We ride home in the dark from his first try out for track. He’s followed the career of Usain Bolt for years now. He talks about the...
View ArticleI Still Can’t Believe What I Saw You Do Last Night
I watched you win gold last night. I didn’t think you would. I’m going to cry as I remember this. But I’m going to write it down because some photographs are better captured in words. They’re the kind...
View ArticleHow I Get My Big Kids To Open Up To Me
He was waiting for me in the big bed after I got done tucking in his little sister. Because it’s Wednesday night. His glasses were lying on my dresser and he was spread out on the far side of the bed –...
View ArticleWhen parenting looks like a 5K race
He ran next to me the whole time. And I was ashamed I couldn’t run as fast as him. He’s eight and I’ll be 40 this August. And I watched him choose. He could have run fast and far up ahead where his...
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