Since the COVID Quarantine, Zoom, Marco Polo, Skype, and messenger have become very routine in our home. I wonder, "How old will I be when cell phones become obsolete and virtual communication is the standard way people connect?" I’m not ready for the virtual shift, but I believe that my 3-year-old son and his generation... Continue Reading →
This year’s family vacation was short but heartfelt. We went to the country to visit family. My son was overjoyed. He was welcomed, fed, and showered with love. He tirelessly played, laughed, and made new friends. His huge smile revealed how much he needed and appreciated this moment. I don't think we realized how this... Continue Reading →
For children, a healthy view of self happens when children can acknowledge, recognize, and have confidence in their goodness. This week I reviewed two great children's stories that deal with issues of confidence and positive self-affirmation.
what happens when he begins to understand that something unexplainable is happening. Here is a list of kid-friendly stories that explain the Pandemic and uniqueness of the times.
My child loves yellow cheese. Kraft singles, sharp cheddar, or Velveeta, as long as its yellow, it doesn't matter. Like most toddlers, he tends to be a picky eater. But when I found out how much he loves cheese, I used it as leverage to motivate him to be the balanced eater that I wanted... Continue Reading →
As we journey through the age of 3, I know that this will be a story that JohnJohn and I will reference often. There will come a time when he needs to be reminded of what it means to be virtuous or what to do when he faces another adversarius “troublemaker”.
There is no such thing as a sitcom, perfect parent. Trauma, no matter how it presents itself in the family, affects children. What is to be appreciated is how honest the writer is in illustrating this trauma.
It is a great thing to embrace our different backgrounds and cultural identities, but it’s even better to teach children to embrace their individuality and uniqueness.
Photo by Porapak Apichodilok on Pexels.com My child does not nap on his own. Honestly, I’m over it. I’m tired of the whitnoise machines, lullaby playlists, and the endless cups of milk. In my opinion, naptime routines are overrated. I have come to the point in my parent journey that as long as JohnJohn can nap... Continue Reading →