We are all so busy with work, school, sports, clubs and varying schedules that it can be hard to get in quality time on a regular basis. So, now is your chance. Ask that everyone please keep the connected devices at arms length.
I'm not so big on advice-giving. But advice-taking -- that's another story.
Sponge Bob's got it figured out, man. He soaks it all in, processes it, and then squeezes out what doesn't work for him. He doesn't beat around the ...
Relationships are hard. Conflict is everywhere. Lately, Michelle has been trying to blame Lev's farts on me, even though -- and I swear I am not making this up -- only one of us can hiccup and fart at the same time, and it's not me. (Tried. Can't.)
What I didn't expect was the many bonuses and unexpected perks of having two little ones hanging out with me all the time. So to all you new and expecting parents out there, here are a few cool things that nobody warned me about.
I've had many a (relatively) safe drives to-and-from the airport, via limousine services offered in far more diverse cities than my own; such as, New York, Istanbul, Mexico City, Tokyo, Prague, and, St. Petersburg (sorry Jakarta, I can't include you in this list). So, this isn't a limo/taxi-driver bashing story, because after all, they take their chances, too.
One night my 5-year-old had a tantrum, refusing to go to sleep. "I don't want to go to sleep, " she said, "I want to stay up and make things for the poor kids." Though clearly a manipulation tactic at the time, I am now blown away by her change in attitude over the last 3 years of giving.
When it comes down to it, we don't remember all the things that occupied our time and seemed to be so pressing. But we do remember the people we love, and the moments we spent being fully present with them. And they remember that about us, too. That's special, that's what life is really about.
As parents, we want what's best for our children. We want them to live a better life than we may have had the opportunity to live. Now, I don't want...
Most of the time I consider myself a glass-half-full kind of person. But this week my son has been drinking out of my glass, and now it's empty. It's ironic. We special needs parents lament about how our kids never get invited to birthday parties, and then when we finally get an invitation we wonder why we've accepted it.
Children no longer live in a world of simple fears like those experienced by Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz. She gasped, "Oh my!" after learning she may soon encounter frightening "Lions, tigers, and bears."
Here's a few specifics on why it doesn't work (except in the VERY short-term -- and parenting is NOT a short-term project), and what you can do instead to foster connection and cooperation in your home.
Raising a teenagers isn't easy, in fact, it's probably the hardest time for most parents. For me, it often felt as if I was throwing information over a large, brick wall. I didn't know if that information was landing by their feet, bopping them on the head or if they even noticed at all.
In today's world of angry rhetoric, violent attacks and knee-jerk reactions, sometimes it's the quiet voices that are best heard.
Lev turned 6 months old the other day and on his birthday, he earned real money for his first modeling gig. Our tiny Zoolander also ate fruit food for the first time that day -- a banana.
Right now, I'm going to let my tears fall in the shower, instead of in front of my child. I'm going to turn off the television, close the Facebook tab, toss the paper in the recycling under bottles and cans. I'm going to let my daughter play and laugh, and not know all of the terrible things that I have to know.