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Isn't age 11 old enough to be crossing the street alone?

  By Suzanne Leigh   Picking up my younger daughter from a summer camp, we passed a middle school camp where cars were double and triple parked. A familiar sight and one that has always surprised me. Here’s what happens: school or camp gets out at 3:30 p.m. and parents that miss a spot in the parking lot, patrol the area at 10 mph until they catch sight of their child dawdling down the street. Then they punch the hazard lights, exit their vehicle and wave their child into the backseat. These kids are ages 11 to 14.   As one who walked to and from school years... read more

Agreeing to Disagree: Gentle Parenting Despite Criticism from Loved Ones

                  I splashed my face with cold water, hoping to wash away the tears intermingled with anger. As I toweled off my cheeks with the fluffy hotel towel, my father’s words rang through my head, stinging me once more. “You might want to gather up all of your swim stuff before you leave. I'm going to get an earlier flight and leave tomorrow. These kids…my nerves just can’t take it. The screaming and crying morning, noon, and night... I mean…this generation is different. If I’d act that way growing up, my dad would have beat my ass. I can’t handle being... read more

Dance It Free: Using Movement to Connect with Your Kids

By Sheryl Paul The evening began as it usually does. After Asher, my three year old, goes to sleep, Everest and I spend some much needed alone time together. When I was young, my parents instituted a family ritual called “Time Alone” where we would each spend time alone with one of our parents after dinner: playing catch in the street, playing cards on the floor of my bedroom, going for a bike ride, cuddling on the bed talking about our day. They recognized the importance of kids connecting to parents privately and made efforts to ensure that this occurred each... read more

Pizza and Big Emotions

"But I wanted PIZZZZZZAAAAA!!!" he wailed across the restaurant filled with customers. "But you ordered tomato soup," I reminded him for the fifth time while gesturing to the soup and bread set in front of him. "It's here. We can't take it back." Despite my feeble attempts to reason with a three-year-old, he wasn't buying it. (What was I thinking anyway??) He cried. He flung his body down onto the booth. If I looked closely enough, I might have seen some gnashing of teeth. He was full-on, full-body, full-volume mourning the pizza that was meant to be his and the... read more

Where The Heart Is

      “When was the last time we headed out to do something this late?”   Kid-free, wild and crazy and living it up, we headed out for a night on the town. It had been awhile. It was also 5:30pm. And truthfully, it was pretty exciting.   I’m a homebody, an introvert. I love staying at home with my kids, it suits me. However, there is always the danger of slipping from homebody to hermit. It’s an easy line to cross. So sometimes I have to push myself to go out and do things I would kind of rather not, only because my couch isn’t there and I have to put... read more

The Glory in Being Mom

                  When you are praying desperately for a baby after years of trying, it can seem like every day is like walking through a land mine.  You never know when you are going to come face to face with a reminder of exactly what it is you are missing out on.   One such day occurred just under a month before I found out I was pregnant with my now five year old.  It was an anniversary of 9/11, and the college I was teaching at had a guest speaker come in who was a survivor of the 9/11 attacks.  I cancelled our regular class for that day and had my... read more

I'm Sorry; It's Not You

By Sheryl Paul Sometimes I think the five most important and responsible words we can say to our loved ones are, “I’m sorry; it’s not you.” In that moment, with those five words, we communicate to others that our bad mood, grumpiness, bitchiness, or whatever term we prefer to describe a closed heart is not someone else’s fault. We take full responsibility and, in doing so, open a space inside for something softer to enter. When we defend against what is, whether it’s sadness, irritability, anger, exhaustion, hunger, or disappointment, we erect a steel wall around... read more

Kids and Self-Esteem: I'm so over it

 By Suzanne Leigh   “Hey, Suzanne,” said the 7-year-old whose sibling had been invited to my daughter’s party and was accompanying his mom to pick her up.   “Got anything to eat? I’m hungry.”   “Well there’s the leftover pizza from the party. Want me to help you get a slice?"   “Nah.  Don’t like pepperoni. I wish you had the Hawaiian.”   I was about to forage in my refrigerator for something that might tantalize when I stopped myself: What was I doing catering to this child whom I barely knew, but was apparently comfortable enough to approach me... read more

Part 2, Interview with Deborah Markus, The Bitter Homeschooler

  In this episode, enjoy part 2 of our interview with Deborah Markus, author of the Bitter Homeschoolers Wish List.   (Listen to part 1 of this interview here.) Some links in this episode: The Bitter Homeschooler’s Wish List Secular Homeschooling Magazine The Bitter Homeschoolers Chocolate Cookbook     To see the full show notes, including a LOT MORE links to all the resources mentioned, please visit our website: The Savvy Homeschool Moms, episode 33.   To subscribe to or download our show, check us out on iTunes, or our website.     This episode is... read more

I Look To You To Know What To Do

My six-year-old son and I were having morning snuggle time when we began to discuss our day. "Yah," he said. "I'm gonna wear these same shorts another day. I pretty much wear the same things over and over...like Dad." "Oh, ya?" I asked with a smile. I had noticed that he had taken to wearing the same plaid shorts and red long sleeve t-shirt with the gecko on it for the past couple days. However, I had chosen not to say anything as a) he was happy, he LOVES geckos, and we weren't going anywhere that he needed to be clean or 'presentable', b) that meant less laundry for... read more

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