I went to school for 5 years to be a teacher and then for another 3 years after that to get my Master’s degree in Curriculum Development and Instruction. And while I went to one of the most highly respected education schools in the country for my Bachelor’s degree […]
[nextpage title=”Page 1″ ] Wake up. It’s not a nightmare. It’s reality. And you need to get a handle on it. You’ve just learned you are a special needs parent. And whether this discovery came shortly after your child’s birth or years following it, the hurt inside is the same. […]
[nextpage title=”Page 1″ ] By Shane Allen To cut, or not to cut? That is the question. For most, it’s a simple yes or no. But ask the extremist group called “Intactivists” – who equate the removal of foreskin with beheading a journalist – and the protracted and verbose ‘Nooooooooo!’ […]
I got a massage today. I have some new rules for the therapist. 1. Don’t ask me what I do for a living and then insult my profession by telling me how horrible your teachers were when you were a kid. Especially don’t tell me all about how you told your […]
Originally Published by Jessica Rapisarda on Welcome to the Bundle When you’re standing at the altar, repeating, “For richer, for poorer. In sickness and in health,” you’re probably thinking some combination of, “Spanx make me sweaty,” “My nipple might be showing,” “I want booze,” and “I should be paying attention.” […]
[nextpage title=”Page 1″ ] It’s time for the second installment of Ask Lola! I was so happy about the success of the first that I was afraid I might never be able to dispense such glorious wisdom again, but then I remembered that I am practically overflowing with sage advice […]
[nextpage title=”Page 1″ ] I am pleased to welcome Lisa Kramer as a guest writer. This beautiful piece about love and acceptance moved me. Be sure to visit Lisa’s sites for more! ********** Every once in a while—in between the arguments, random tears, messy rooms, and battles for independence—there will be […]
I am so sick of playing the game Who Pooped? So. Sick. Of. It. Not a day goes by that I’m not sniffing out some putrid stench, trying (often in vain) to locate its source. Usually it’s the baby. Usually. But it’s also sometimes the 4 year old who didn’t […]