My 8-year-old has a crush on a girl in his class and perhaps you are wondering one of three things:

1. What, already!?!?

2. Wait, aren't girls supposed to be stinky and icky!?!?

3. Why couldn't he just throw rocks, like other little boys!?!?

No big deal, right - what if I told you he got up and announced his "love" for the girl...in...front...of...the...whole...class!?!?

"So, how was your day?"

My son didn't look so hot and - judging by his making every effort at avoiding eye contact - my first… Read More

While waiting at another annoyingly long run of red lights, my children and I passed the time by playing word games, when a woman crossed in front of our car during my 8-year-old son's turn.

"I-Spy, with my little eye, something that is...wow...look how big that poor woman is!"

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I stared out the windshield and waited for what seemed like an awfully long while -- a full tank of gas is just enough time for my mind to wander -- still, I didn't bother with the radio and continued to listen to my children go on about their day, reminding me exactly how much I hated school.

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I saw the sun – really I did – just the other day. It was quite a shock, at first, as it broke through the mucky grayness of a typical February morning. Winter arrived late, this year and I wasn’t expecting to feel its warm golden rays until...oh...May, perhaps...but, not today.

My 5-year-old daughter woke up looking flushed and feeling a little hot.

"What’s going on with you?"

I put my lips to her forehead.

"Maybe she's got

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