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Postcards from four years old: the stubborn chronicles

My four-year-old, Everett, is stubborn. Not just stubborn in the sense of, I'll wear my Batman sweatshirt with the wings to your holiday party and there's nothing you can do about it! No, that's our friend's son, Jackson. Everett is stubborn in ways...

Postcards from four years old: how life has changed

I clicked on someone's blog tonight, a mom who lives near me. She was feeling mom-ed out, ready to re-realize herself as not just a mommy blogger. I respect her and love her and even relate to where she is as a mom but: not me. A few clicks later I...

Adventures in parenting: speech affectations and he's not even four?

My oldest son, Everett, will be four in two weeks. And already I feel I've had a dozen years of parenting experience. He's just his own person: vibrant, funny, dramatic, tortured. He has a hundred fears and a thousand ways of dealing with them. He's...

Reunion (with kids): it's not quite the same

My husband returned home tonight after two weeks of Army Reserve duty. And although it wasn't the first time he'd left me alone with my children, it was the first time since I had one baby on the outside and a full-time, all-the-time, work-from-home...

Oh babies, how I want more of you

Last night, I must admit, I lost it a bit with my boys. They're both doing this screaming thing now, to get what they want, and I just wanted a few moments alone! I tore my hair and then settled them both down for bed so I could have an hour or two...

The toy jail: healer of sibling rivalry

I'm not proud. But I admit: I use the play pen largely to negotiate toy battles. Everett (you know) has all the best toys. No matter what he's playing with that day, it's the only thing 11-month-old Truman wants and he's desperate to get it, at all...

Everett's better: moderating the 'spirited child'

As he nears four years of age, Everett, my son who long has seemed a poster boy for the moniker 'spirited child,' is actually becoming less "intense, sensitive, perceptive, persistent, energetic" and more... moderated. More manageable. He's...

Oh, snap! and other ways Everett makes me laugh

"Oh, snap!" said Everett. My head whipped around. "Where did you get that?" I asked, cracking up as quietly as possible. Turns out that Chicken Little says it (I was out while Everett watched the movie with his Aunt Erin). I think...

Co-parenting blues: two approaches, one outcome

As I've chronicled extensively here, I've been struggling to potty train Everett for well over a year. We seem to be nearing the finish line (we're not working on nighttime yet, however), with nearly 100% success over the past few weeks with our...

How do you distinguish between grandparents? And other pressing issues

My husband's grandma is visiting, and since his mother died last year, she's the grandma-of-record on the paternal side of the family. We call her "Grandma Pat" because "great grandma" seemed too... old for her. For the few days...

Out of the mouths of our babes: Powerpuff Girls and potty mouths

Everett loves the Power Puff Girls, and who wouldn't at age three? They're adventurous, they're zany, they have gigantic eyes that zap things. His babysitter loves them too, so they watch together, giggling over the strange and hairy antics. Today he...

Siblings: how do you negotiate the inevitable toy battles?

Now that Truman is old enough to develop some likes and loves and loves to licks, he's been into his brother's toys like a bear into a box of doughnuts. That is to say, he destroys them with his baby love. And Everett isn't so jazzed about the whole...

Today, I love this about my kids...

A minority of my commenters for a recent post said I must not be grateful for my kids? Au contraire. Instead of launching into defensive mode, let's go on a trip into the sweet parts of my day. 9:12 a.m. Everett comes out to the living room,...

Laptops and the Jay Jay game: like mother, like son

I know, I've ranted about how I didn't want my kids playing video games for as long as I can hold out. It's one of my "I never's." But I mean, umm, Sega and Xbox and Nintendo and all that! Really. Because I bought Everett a Jay Jay the...

When are your kids old enough to talk about racism?

Everett's three-and-a-half, and really has no clue about Martin Luther King, Jr. I feel as if I should explain a little about him and why today is special. The thing is, that conversation would be so loaded. As it is, he has no idea that there is any...

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