Bitter words they can’t really even comprehend pour out of my mouth. “Kids! Please just play nicely! Everyone will have so much more fun if we treat others how we want to be treated.” “That’s it! Time out! Now. You’re done.” “You see? I told you this was going to happen if you didn’t listen to me!”…

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It was one of those nights. The ones where the clock ticking down to bedtime couldn’t possibly move any slower. It had been a rough day. K had been particularly… well.. three years old. We’d been struggling with disobedience, stubbornness, angry outbursts, mischievousness, and lack of self-control all. day. long. Typically on nights like this…

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Ahhhh.. Christmas. It’s one of the best times of the year. Even before our son was born, I planned the ways we would celebrate this beautiful time. I knew I wanted Christmas to mean something. To be special. And not because of the elaborate parties or expensive gifts, but because it was focused on celebrating…

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For months leading up to our big move I would tell him, “when we move we are getting rid of the diapers and you are going to wear undies!” I would quiz him: “what are we doing with your diapers when we move?” Once we did move, I knew I didn’t want to spend any…

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My blood was boiling. It felt like the tension inside was going to break me into a million pieces. The last string of patience I could muster snapped. My thoughts whirled. “Why does this always have to happen?” “Can’t I just have a few minutes of peace?!” “That is it!” Words spewed out of my…

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My son loves to read. I’ve never met a young child with such a long attention span for listening to picture books! Because of this we go through a lot of library books each week. Some are great, but a lot are duds. The purpose of this series is so we can pass on our…

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“Be careful!” The words spilled out of my mouth without any thought as my son attempted to navigate some rough terrain in the backyard. I must have said it at least a half-dozen times already in the half hour we’d been playing outside. It was then that I knew I had a problem. I had…

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