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Could the Internet Have Saved My Mother?

Meagan Francis | Posted 07.07.2014 | Parents
Meagan Francis

When I think about my mom, I wonder what a difference these relationships with a variety of other women across the globe might have made in her life. In our lives, too, my brothers' and sister's and mine. I know that it's had an immeasurably positive impact on my life.

Brother And Sister Star In Adorable Recreation Of Gap Ad

Posted 02.07.2014 | Parents

Kembe and India Howerton saw a Gap ad featuring "Kinky Boots" Tony Award winners Cyndi Lauper and Billy Porter and thought they were looking in a futu...

Mommy, Please Define That Word You Wish I Hadn't Heard

Lisa Belkin | Posted 02.10.2013 | Parents
Lisa Belkin

I tried to sound nonchalant. Stammering only raises those (cute) little antennae. But there is nothing quite so stressful as aiming for mellow.

Three Blog Posts We Loved This Week

The Huffington Post | Emma Mustich | Posted 11.07.2012 | Parents

This week in Parenthesis, Jim Griffioen dazzles (again) with his creative kid costumes, Charlie Capen looks back on his child-fearing days and Kristen...

The Week's Best Mom And Dad Blogs

The Huffington Post | Emma Mustich | Posted 10.05.2012 | Parents

This week in Parenthesis, Rebecca Woolf cops to birthday-planning paralysis, Kristen Howerton throws a thorny question out to her community and more. ...

Who Takes A Three-Month-Old To The Movies? Wrong Question.

Lisa Belkin | Posted 09.20.2012 | Parents
Lisa Belkin

Why do so many care that there were children in the theater? Or, more specifically, why do so many care so much that this is what they focus on before the bodies of the victims are even buried? And why do they feel so strongly that they actually suggest those who died might have brought this on themselves?

The Last Time They Call You Mommy: The Mini-Milestones Of Childhood

Lisa Belkin | Posted 03.25.2012 | Parents
Lisa Belkin

I remember the first time I left the house without a diaper bag; just me, a child, and a destination. But what I don't remember was the last time I did bring those things along. If I had realized it would never happen again, would I have savored or celebrated?