Thanks to the therapists who’ve made such a remarkable difference in L.’s life this fall. Not that they’ll read this — neither of them knows about this blog, since the time we spend together is spent talking about L. —
It’s not cold here in the Northeast, the way it should be on December 1; no, it’s warm-ish, nearly 60 degrees, and disappointingly unseasonal. But it’s blustery and rainy and stormy outside, so it’s still a good day for a
Sometimes it’s easy, in this Red, Round, or Green World, to be a little too idyllic, or a little too self-righteous, or a little too absorbed. Sometimes it’s easy to fall into the trap of letting other people think that
The other day I asked, in the post “What’s an Uber-Mom to Do?”, what the correct response to the school Halloween party (sorry, “Fall Celebration”) might be given the fact that the menu was not designed well for my particular
About-face today, folks. I’m sitting here feeling like there’s only one thing I want to write about at the moment, and it’s a kids/food/parenting/food cultures/food systems type of thing…an experience I had once that is sitting heavy with me this
Oh, the world is full of slippery slopes, when you start really thinking about food and kids and trying to stand by your principles and all of that. Bettina of The Lunch Tray yesterday referred to me as an “Uber-Mom,”
I must confess: I screwed up with the lunch thing this week. Truly, monumentally screwed it up. It’s not that I screwed up in the sense that my kids haven’t had decent lunches. They’ve been okay. But I screwed up
If you check the “Drinking the Kool-Aid” page on this blog with any regularity, you know that I use it as a place to simply post interesting things to read with regard to kids and food. Today I’ve posted something
Two things happened yesterday in my kitchen that are worth blogging about today, I think. One is the easier/less complex of the two: after giving you all a glimpse into the weekend schedule at the RRG household, in an attempt
Yesterday’s post caught you all up on the dramatic goings-on in the RRG house these days — in short, we took L. to the pediatrician because we suspected some problems, and the brief rundown of the result is: 1) She