I like the idea of Valentine’s Day. What’s not to like about celebrating love and eating chocolate? What I don’t like is the commercialism around the day…or the pressure associated with it.
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I like the idea of Valentine’s Day. What’s not to like about celebrating love and eating chocolate? What I don’t like is the commercialism around the day…or the pressure associated with it.
Back in 2007, I wrote an ode to yoga pants. For some reason, lots of folks still remember the column and often talk to me about…yoga pants. Turns out that not just moms, but most women, love yoga pants, and guys seem to appreciate them as well (though don’t Google that because Rule 34 holds true).
I’ve written about both sides of the childhood vaccination debate as objectively as possible over the years. I’ve chosen to vaccinate my kids, but until recently, I could, at least emotionally, understand why some of my friends and acquaintances choose otherwise. However, after researching the safety and efficacy of childhood vaccinations, talking extensively to doctors about the issue and learning about the recent outbreaks of deadly, but vaccine-preventable diseases like pertussis, I’ve realized I’m no longer objective.
It’s a new year, and I’m guessing most of us have made a resolution or two. So now, it’s time to pave the way to hell with them (to paraphrase Mark Twain). In my lifelong experience as a female, I’ve noticed that most of my resolutions (and those of my friends with ovaries) tend to […]
It’s time again to look back on some of the memorable moms of the past year.
Every year I learn all kinds of interesting information from the e-mails you send me and from the amazing things you post on your Facebook pages and Twitter feeds. And now, I have a 12-year-old who has her own email address, and I really appreciate all the fascinating educational stuff you send to her.
Women working full-time, year-round earn only about 77 cents for every dollar earned by men in the same positions.
Yeah, I’ve written about toxic toys before, but it’s that time of year. That time of year when many folks feel the need to purchase toys because it’s holiday time. Because, by God, we’re Americans
Really. I don’t want to be Facebook “Friends” with your kids. Or with anyone under the age of 21. Actually, make that 27.
Winter hats? Check. Kids in close contact with other kids? Check. Head lice? Check. Yep, it’s that time again.
We’ve recently had to look hard and long at our household budget, and I’ve realized how much cash we’ve spent on babysitters over the years.
Every once in a while, I remember how lonely and marginalized I felt after having my first baby. Yeah, poor me.
You are now at the ages where you may see and hear about and even experience bullying. You know already that it’s wrong — that bullies are cowards who need to hurt others in order to feel better about themselves.
I was nervous when my oldest kid turned three, because I’d read that that’s around the age when most of us embed our first long-term memories.
Neither of my kids has ever eaten a school cafeteria meal — never, ever.
Holy hell. My oldest kid has started middle school.
Eleven-year-old Birke Baehr recently was the youngest of a group of mostly teens who presented their big ideas at the inaugural TEDxNextGenerationAsheville event.
September is Hunger Action month, which sounds like the title of a Steven Seagal movie, but it’s not. It’s pretty damn serious. Especially for our kids.
It’s time again for that funkiest and most family-friendly of Asheville street fests: the Lexington Avenue Arts & Fun Festival.
I wore a school uniform for eight years, and, for the most part, it worked for me. I jumped out of bed at the last possible minute, threw on the same outfit as the previous day, grabbed breakfast and went to school.
Free-range isn’t just for chickens anymore. Nowadays, free-range also refers to a way of raising kids. To briefly recap from a column I wrote a few weeks back: Free-range parents tend to give their kids lots of age-appropriate independence. They step back and let the young ‘uns learn from experience. The basic idea is to