For those who are hoping for my now-weekly “Worst Cooks” post and Kids’ Meal Makeover, I apologize — I’ll be writing that post tomorrow, because although today is Monday, it’s also the last day of the month, which means I’ve
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Yesterday was a snow day here in Rhode Island (surprise, surprise! Hello, Winter of 2011), and I was home with the boys all day. After digging us out from another 8-10 inches of snow, J. had to go in to
My sister, D., and I have a long-standing joke between us, knocked off from both “The Simpsons” and popular culture at large; whenever something happens in life that baffles us completely, we tend to say “Who put who in the
In a recent post, I asked about ideas that would help me in my quest to be more accountable for the family’s food decisions in 2011. Among the excellent suggestions I received was an intriguing thought from reader Deidre about
Yesterday, I had the interesting experience of reading a comment from a reader in the Netherlands, Line, who asked the following astute and provocative question: “I can’t help but wonder if the state of good food and nutrition, or rather
A few minutes ago, I got up from my desk and walked down the hallway, noticing that as I walked, a few stray Cheerios dropped out of my clothing and hit the floor. This is the kind of moment most
No rant this week, ladies and gentlemen. Yes, it’s Monday, and yes, that means that it’s time for my now-weekly WTF??? moment regarding that ever-mindblowing phenomenon of pop culture, “Worst Cooks in America.” But I have to say, last night’s
The first week of the New Year is officially at an end. I feel both drained and triumphant; I’ve devoted myself to some small things this week at home that are going well, for which I’ll pat myself on the
Although I’m certainly no stranger to the idea of peer pressure and influence among young children — when you have to live the reality of having your kids in day care and preschool basically from infancy, you understand these things
As is the case with everything else related to raising two children, I keep finding myself re-evaluating the way I’ve done things as I’ve fed L. to make them more appropriate for P. These boys are completely distinct individuals in