I’ve been noticing a lot of Daddy Daughter Dance pictures on Facebook — the little girls’ faces sparkling like champagne electric fizz. The dads are all cheeks — blushing from flattery. I never attended such a dance with my dad; no host. And for the same reason, I’ve never attended a Mommy Son Dance. Making …
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Caterpillars Don’t Eat Acidophilus
Becoming a mom has certainly changed my life. But what I’ve noticed lately is how motherhood has changed the way I speak. My parenting style involves a lot of teaching. Unless I’ve really been beaten down by my darling little boys and their unyielding precociousness, you’ll rarely hear me say, “Because I said so!” No. …