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Easter Bunny no more

Dear Easter Bunny, please accept our sincere apology for banishing you to the land of creepy holiday creatures where you will reign supreme I am sure. You were slayed when 9-year-old Mr. Monk declared that he no longer believes in Easter Bunny. Rejoice! The Husband took the boys to Wal-Mart last night because I had [...]

Surviving Spring Break

Last week I mused about driving by myself with the kids to Mount Rushmore over spring break. 950 glorious miles. I am sorry if I let some of your down. That was just crazy talk. I was under duress: Spring break week happened to be performance review week at work. The boys seemed to be [...]

Unless you live under a rock, or you are my husband, by now you must have seen (or chosen to skip) this video, KONY 2012 (video at the bottom of this post for all you under-the-rock-dwellers), and it is possible you are already tired of "hearing" about it on your Facebook or Twitter (or even, dare [...]

By taking them to the exhibit dedicated to the 1980s at Museum of Contemporary Art in Chicago, of course!   I am kidding on the square, seeing how this is a hard glance back at the 1980s with a critical eye: feminism, gender politics, race politics, AIDES, political upheavals in the Latin America, Disappeared, Reaganism, [...]

Disobedience

Before we got married, The Husband and I talked about whether we should raise our children Catholic, his mother's religion. I said "his mother's religion" because like countless Catholics, he is twice-a-year Catholic. He gives up something for Lent (that usually make me exclaim, "Jesus died for you sin and you are giving up THAT [...]

When last summer was over, finding pants that fit all of a sudden became my obsession. Oh not for myself (I mean, that's another, sad sad story). For the strange teenager that took over my oldest boy. Overnight the pants from BOYS' department no longer fit him and those from MEN's department won't for a [...]

Cool Parents. Oxy. Moron.

Confession: I have been obsessed with this website I came across from my 13-year-old's Facebook wall. It is aptly named "I Waste So Much Time". Unfortunately for my reputation, it is not a philosophical statement born from my existential angst. They omitted "On the Internet" in the name. This website is "curated" for middle schoolers... [...]

Santa is not real. I am worried that I may have ruined my son's childhood. On Christmas eve nonetheless. Before he went to bed full of anticipation for Christmas morning, I decided to tell him THE Truth. Well, I did not really decide per se. He turned 9 this year and he's always known that [...]

How to Care For Introverts

  I first discovered this instruction and posted it in 2009. I just recently found the original article where this set of "rules" came from: The American dream is to be extraverted. We want our children to be "people who need people." We want them to have lots of friends, to like parties, to prefer to [...]

Old Soul

My 8 year old, Mr. Monk, is on a "Back to the Future" kind of mission lately. He's acquired two rotary phones earlier this year for a buck each at a garage sale. Probably my fault for I might have explained to him, with too much excitement, how we used to hate folks' phone numbers [...]