Through a few frantic texts, we decided we only had one solution that made sense. We left our eight-year-old son home alone.
It’s funny how holidays make you more aware* of time passing. *totally sappy Everyone was very excited to wake up this morning. Sleepy but excited!
This column was originally written for Bedford magazine in the summer of 2011. *** I was sitting on the airplane, a few years back, puzzling over the woman walking slowly up and down the aisle. She had a toddler in front of her, and… Continue Reading “Babies on the move”
My friends and I were talking recently and, as usual, the conversation was 70 per cent about our children, 15 per cent about our husbands, 10 per cent about our careers and five per cent about the freezing cold weather. We were talking about… Continue Reading “Is parenting getting easier?”
We started giving our kids allowance when they were four and six: $4 per week for our four-year-old daughter, and $6 per week for our six-year-old son. One dollar per year of age, we figured, was pretty reasonable.*** ***It eventually (quietly) got downgraded to… Continue Reading “Why we gave our kids debit cards”