9 years ago, just a few months after my oldest was born, Humanist Dad celebrated his first Father’s Day. He received a t-shirt from a family member as a gift. On the shirt were two pairs of shoes; adult shoes and a smaller pair of child’s shoes right next to it. Underneath the picture read …Continue reading "Why Parenting is the Worst Job I’ve Ever Had"
Dear Katy, As I write this letter, you are a lovely and spirited four year-old who lights up my life. One day you’re going to become a lovely and spirited adolescent, and soon after a lovely and spirited teenager, then you’re going to blossom into a lovely and spirited young woman. As your mom, I want you to …Continue reading "The Wrong Kind of Compliment: An Open Letter to My Daughter"
Oh, February. I love this month. Both Steve and Ash have birthdays this month. Valentine’s Day is this month. We usually get our tax return during this month. I have usually given up on my New Year’s Resolutions by this month, so I can finally relax again. But this February is different. This February has started …Continue reading "Public Schools, Charters and Vouchers: Why the Poor Lose No Matter What"
Today, I am losing my mind with guilt. I have a million things to do, not enough time to get them done, and I am going crazy because I feel like no matter what I’m doing, I’m letting someone down. For example, right now, I am writing this blog post. I shouldn’t be doing that. …Continue reading "Dealing with the Crushing Guilt of Parenthood"
I decided to write this post because in a Facebook group I am a part of, someone started complaining that their kids aren’t allowed to wear costumes to school, or have Halloween parties in class. This led to several other women communicating their frustration with this new policy as well, claiming that it’s “not fair” …Continue reading "The Case for Being Politically Correct"
It was a day that will live in infamy. Something I wasn’t expecting or prepared for. Something that sends chills up my spine and sends my mind into a tailspin: The day my son told me he had a girlfriend. When I heard those words come out of his mouth, I couldn’t believe it. He …Continue reading "My 8 Year-Old Got Married on the Playground"