My Shiksa Daughters Want to be Jewish
We went to a Bar Mitzvah Saturday. You would have thought we’d asked our tween Shiksa daughters to shave their heads and flap their
We went to a Bar Mitzvah Saturday. You would have thought we’d asked our tween Shiksa daughters to shave their heads and flap their
Middle school started on Tuesday. Would there be gang bangers? Mean girls? Nurse Ratched-style teachers? One-eyed drug dealers? Should I stop watching CNN? My daughter
If you’re the mother of daughters just ramping up for puberty this Camp Gyno video is a must. (this is NOT a sponsored post).
I always think my kids will like the things I like. I was a water baby. I lived in the ocean as a kid,
My friend Amy told me she lets her 10-year old walk around our Los Angeles neighborhood alone. I tried to keep myself from gasping aloud.
I’ve been Professor McGonegle. I’ve been Medusa. And now I’ve been Makeup-Artist-to-the-Stars, Gilda. I blame my myriad incarnations on my daughter Bridget, because she
A child, who shall remain nameless — (So if you think you know which child she is, you don’t!) came home tonight from her
I’m back! Wait .. whaddaya mean you didn’t know I was gone? Didn’t your world feel a little bit empty? Wasn’t it harder to laugh,
Bridget came home the other day and said, “Mommy, I love third grade.” What luck! Thought I. She must love her teacher, unlike me
Clare is 10, Bridget is 8 They still climb in bed with us in the morning. They still want to snuggle in front of
My kids are smart. They have a genetic pre-disposition. I was smart. Their dad was smart. We had high GPAs. We had high SATs.
My 10-year-old daughter Clare only likes to wear clothes from the boy’s section. Preferably a boxy, shapeless t-shirt with pictures of Spiderman or any other superhero
Puberty is coming to my house. I have a fifth grader and the puberty video’s at the end of the year. But already things
A Star Is Born in our Family Yes, yes, I know Bridget is my child, therefore I’m partial. But this is not a subjective
I need to get a job because we need the cash flow. My girls are eight and ten, and I’ve had freelance writing jobs
It’s 2:45 on Friday I arrive at their elementary school to pick my daughters up from 4th and 2nd grade. They approach, sluggishly, pinched
First of all, don’t do it. Are you insane? But, if you must the very first thing you should do is to make the
Over The Edge, Death In Grand Canyon is the title of the book I’m reading since Henry, the kids and I set off for the
We’re on spring break. There are no beer funnels. No calling parents from a Oaxacan jail. No tequila-induced tattoos of dancing Geishas on our
“Wow, your daughter’s got quite an arm!” says a dad sitting next to me at Little League softball tryouts. “Oh I don’t know … I
I have two daughters who are seven and nine One needs constant conversation and connection. The other is a day-dreamer who entertains herself with
This is not a funny one 2011 has been a difficult year for us and our extended family. Loss, diminishment, permanent change. My elegant
I’ve been eating my weight in candy cane cookies and want to be in denial. Instead, I feel compelled to plumb the labyrinthine depths
I always forget that if my kids watch a scary movie this is where they end up! Thanks a lot Harry Potter!
I lay in beside with my 9-year old Clare at bedtime. Something serious is troubling her. We’ve had several in-depth discussions about it already, but apparently
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