Want the best video baby monitor for iPhone or Android? How about the cheapest? This one is both! Under $100 and easy to set up. Here’s how.
One of my jobs as a mom is to soothe and comfort my babies when they’re hurt, upset, or having “big feelings.” Certainly, there’s a lot of crying when they’re babies…
I don’t care what the calendar says. It’s summer here already! 100-degree days while spring is still sitting comfortably, the first day of summer still long off.
Thank goodness for water!
“We’re Pregnant!” Before the dawn of the internet, those words may have been the most common way to reveal a pregnancy. Either that, or people would just wait for others to notice that they were getting rounder… But with social media, spread-out families and friends, and increasingly-creative photographers, it seems like announcements have gotten more
I’m writing this post while my son is crying in his room, in a time-out because he threw a box at his sister’s head. Seriously.
(Time out in our family isn’t a punishment, but a calm-down period… he was too worked up and upset to even have a conversation, and hitting and flailing, so there was no calmly waiting for him to be ready to talk.)
It’s that time of year again…
I’m feeling so thankful I don’t live in an icy tundra, as I see my friends in more northerly climages posting snow pictures on facebook. It hasn’t started snowing here in Maryland quite yet…
Is your family gearing up for a winter road trip? Here are 10 ways you need to be sure to prepare!
This year for Halloween, I wasn’t quite ready to let the kids go at their pumpkins with knives, even those kid-safe tiny pumpkin carving ones. And besides, if you keep your pumpkins whole, they won’t begin to rot like they do when you cut them, so you can enjoy them for a longer time! The
Want an “If You Made a Million” Activity to do with your kids or students? Try this penny-cleaning Montessori work. With extensions for art & science.
My 4 year old loves to do her own little craft projects. She draws, does “scribble-scrabble writing”, traces, cuts, rips, glues, and explores the materials on her own. But sometimes, she comes to me asking sweetly, “Mama, may I have an activity?” And of course, I’m more than happy to set her up with something
Winding down with classical music, quiet cuddles in a dark room, a kiss goodnight before tucking the blankets around the kids…
That isn’t MY real life.
From the first days of my kids’ lives, I was their teacher.
I taught them that their little movements and sounds had meaning.
I taught them that their needs would be met, no matter what.
I taught them to recognize their bodies’ signals about hunger, thirst, and potty needs.
I taught them that this world is their world.