Source image: Shutterstock 'I don't want you looking at my timeline!' It sounds like a line from a futuristic science fiction movie, but I swear it's straight from my daily life as a mom in the year 2016. Kind of eavesdropping Last Friday I was busy in the kitchen, having my cake and eating it...
I went to pick up my two youngest sons from a playdate, and there on the dining roomtable, lay the remnants of a game of Monopoly. Four players There'd obviously been four players, and judging from the different piles of money one of them was rich enough to buy the White House, and the second...
My son Piet (6) was bobbing up and down in the bath tub, his older brother Ot (9) sitting at his feet. Whatcha doin'? Ot was moving his hands in the air above Piets body, and I was very much intrigued. Was my son perhaps the next Harry Potter?! So I asked curiously: 'Whatcha doing,...
My sons Pete is very loud. He shouts a lot. I think all that shouting means he's got a surplus of energy. So, if I make sure his energy level goes down, he should shout less! I put my thinking cap on and came up with this brilliant mathematical equation: Pete has got to much...
Motherhood has made me vulnerable. And since I've got five children my vulnerability is multiplied by 5. So whenever I hear the sound of an ambulance, or the phone rings at an odd time, I worry. And when teacher call me and ask: 'Are you sitting down? I would like to talk to you for...
Now that my youngest son has reached the impressive age of 9, playdates have become so much easier! No longer do I have to watch them like a hawk, and hover around them like a helicopter-parent. They can just go and play. How blissfull this peace of mind has been, I realized last Friday. Because...
Don't you just hate the annual avalanche of articles telling you how to deal with your kids yelling: 'Mommy I'm bored?!' I suspect they're written by experts, sitting behind their comfy desk, while sipping the cup of coffee their secretary just brought in. They probably thought: 'Ah! It's that time of year again! Let's hash...
'Mommy, Johnny has ADHD,' my youngest son declared in his little boy's voice. 'Oh? How do you know?' 'He told me.' 'Oh, and what does it mean?' I treaded carefully, not wanting to put words into his mouth. 'It means you are a very naughty boy, and you laugh when you're doing naughty stuff,' Piet...
Things my kids like, that I don't Playing Tag, you're it! in the living room Playing Hide and Seek in the living room Playing Cowboys and Indians with waterpistols in the living room Plastic toys that break if you look at them Jokes about farting Farting Playing games on the the Nintendo all day long...
It's an important question: Do you raise your child with religion or not? The answer depends, as it so often does, on who you ask. There's a group of parents who say: 'I'm not going to raise my child with religion. I want to give little Susie the freedom to discover religion on her own...
