Some old, some new, but here they are--
A Mother's New Year Resolutions.
I will not scold happy noise.
I will use the TV as a babysitter-- rarely and as if it costs $10 an hour.
I will give my kids a 1970's summer.
I will, without apology, be the nutrition, grammar, hygiene, wardrobe, curfew and screen police.
I will, without apology, require uncompensated help around the house. It's called being part of a family.
I will, without apology, put my husband's and children's ambitions before my own.
"The only thing that doesn't change is change," my oldest son once said. If changing traditions is hard for you to embrace, here's one way to take the sting out of the inevitable. This piece appears in this month's Memphis Parent.
Being the youngest of eight, my Christmas traditions have always been packed with people. Now, as the mother of ten, the holidays still call for a crowd. If I ever meet a lonely Christmas, I suspect I will have to find the nearest throng and join in.
It's that time again--time to count down the year's best.
I thought I would start with what gives me a boost every day. Remember, I have been home with kids for 28 years, so it doesn't take much.
I love the library, but the thing about PBS is you can often find books that are long out of print. Thanks to PBS, I can read Hope the same books I read to my oldest, affectionately called "Tiger" 25 years ago. Her favorite right now, that was also a favorite of his, is "No More TV, Sleepy Dog".