School of rock
The other day, my friend Lynn asked my child what her favorite Beatles song was, and my nine-year-old came back with, “Huh?” When I was a kid, my folks schooled me and my siblings in the ways of iconic folk, rock-n-roll and Motown legends. They gave us a gift...
PTA? I’m pacing myself…
Over the summer, my friend with a 5-year old, about to enter the world of elementary kindergarten, proudly posted on Facebook: “Bam! 5 minute phone call and I am now a PTA board member.”I didn’t know whether to congratulate her or warn her to GET OUT NOW!...
Send for supplies
By Susana Fletcher Crisp, white notebook paper makes me smile. Oh, the rainbow of possibilities in a 64-count box of Crayola crayons. How I dream of pink Pearl erasers with perfect, unadulterated corners and the familiar rubbery smell. And don’t even get me...
Ah, the cheap thrills of childhood
By Susana Fletcher My child wants a Lego Mindstorms kit. He’s a teensy bit obsessed with getting one. He’s been watching YouTube videos on all the amazing things that Lego Mindstorms can do. Go ahead, Google it….Yeah, you read that right. $350. In his room...
Breaking up is hard to do
By Susana Fletcher It’s not you, it’s me. You’re amazing. You have beauty and creativity and the most inspiring ideas on how we can spend time together. You support the time I spend with my kids. I’m so thankful for that. You have challenged me in the best ways, and...
Top 10 reasons why kids make the worst roommates
By Susana Fletcher 10 They have no respect for privacy. Apparently they own every room in the house. There’s no where you can go to hide from them. Especially not the bathroom. 9 They don’t pitch in. They don’t cook. They don’t do laundry. When is the...
You want to do that where?
I’m super jealous of your natural birth with your baby. (This is a lie.) What a wonderful experience it must have been to have your baby in the comfort of your own home. (Ew.) I think that having a doula for your delivery is a brave and loving choice for your baby....
I’ll sleep when I’m dead
By Susana Fletcher If I suddenly had it all together, a cataclysmic event might occur. As it stands, you can usually find me shoving the kids in the car, keys and purse flying, spilling coffee out of the to-go cup, frantically arranging bed-head hair,...
Love’s a funny thing
by Allen Klein, MA, CSP Most people, I am guessing, think of love as serious. Yet, when women were asked what they wanted in a potential mate, one of the most important things was that the man had to have a good sense of humor. Maybe it is because women...
The road to good intentions
It's that time of year again. Time for the dreaded list of resolutions for the new year – or as I like to call them, “good intentions.” Because let's get real folks: that's what they are, right? Things that we intend to do, but rarely accomplish. At least that's how...
What’s in a name?
“Daddy? Daddy?! DAAAADYYYY??!!” “Yes, son?” “HI, DADDY!!” “Hello to you!” And so goes the majority of my conversations with my nearly-three-year-old. Day-in and day-out, for the past few months now. Morning, noon and night, he calls for me. And he’ll keep right...
I call the shots
We have officially entered the world of organized sports here at the Burelsons’. I have dreamed of this day for years– waited patiently to load up the car on Saturday mornings, head to the fields and watch my uber-athletic children kick some butt on the soccer field....
