The Crush
I remembered the middle-aged man in a tie seated on the teacher’s desk. I was in eighth grade and he was my English teacher. And my first crush.
Dirty Is A Relative Term
Dirty knees and clean sheets are not on a 14-year old boy’s list of things to worry about.
So, Your Teenage Daughter Wants to Read Shades of Grey – Part Two
When his teenage daughter asks to read Fifty Shades of Grey, a single dad carefully considers the issue, then has a measured and thoughtful response.
So, Your Teenage Daughter Wants to Read Shades of Grey, Huh?
When a single father has his daughter say she wants to read Fifty Shades of Grey, what does he do?
Can Your Children Be Honest?
Adolescence, the period of a child’s life when they are most vulnerable to outside influences, is rightfully a scary time for parents. Children of this age become the target of many negative influences while at the same time experiencing hormones that are raging out of control. The only influence that they seemingly become deafened to is that of their parents.
Is Your Child Surviving or Thriving?
A vital responsibility for parents is to provide healthy influences for their children during developmental years, to help those children learn to thrive.
Happily Ever After
I would like to put forward the proposition that every mother omit fairy-tales from their daughters’ reading list. Why? Because many girls develop a Cinderella Syndrome which they carry into adult life. They wait for Prince Charming or a knight in … Read more →
Five Important Lessons to Pass on to your Children
When I was growing up there were fire drills not lockdowns, fists not knives, playground bullying ended at the school gate, divorce was rare, students had less money, there were no mobile phones or internet and drugs and alcohol were prevalent but … Read more →
Silent Tears #2
“The Angels are here now ...” The clock illuminated 2:30am, "the Angels are here now" he repeated. He was sleeping next to his sister and the angels had come to see them. Was it because for the last two days I could see a sort of sullen … Read more →
Wake Up Call
My middle of the night wake-up call to nurse our eight-month old usually comes around 3:30. It’s never loud or shrill, just a little cry out to let me know a little milk and a cuddle is in order. I tie back my hair, put on my glasses and snuggly … Read more →
