A couple of weeks ago, I woke up and began preparing myself for a day of parenting in quarantine, otherwise known as Extreme Multitasking: 2020 Edition.
As a parent, you are your child’s first teacher—responsible for their introduction not only to STEAM subjects, but also for helping them develop emotional intelligence.
In my work with parents and children, there is one theme that creates the most anxiety: how likely is it that my child will inherit the abusive personality traits of the father?
A recent study has found perfectionism has significantly increased compared to previous generations. Striving for perfection however, comes with a price.
Wild at heart, wild animals, Wild Thang, walk on the wild side … holy moly COW, you ain’t seen “wild” until you host your 16-year-old’s surprise party.
Most people get welcomed to the neighborhood with a delicious casserole or tray of baked goods, but my kids would eat it before I could even get it to you.
My resolution for 2018 is to find more joy in my life right now and to stop comparing my life, to others. Especially the lives of others on social media.
When I hear the term “wild” I am automatically transported to the scene in Maurice Sendak’s book "Where the Wild Things Are" in which Max is sent to his room for behaving, well, wild.
