Some disclaimers about this video: You have to read the subtitles, or you miss the real gist of it. This take was supposed to be a run-through just to see how long it was. If I had intended this to be …
Why White Americans Need to Stop Telling Black Americans to “Take Responsibility”
I’ve been reading lots of conversations about racism in America lately, which is refreshing. Conversations are important, especially about a topic that resides at the very heart of our diverse society. Of course, it’s also frustrating. People come at racism from different perspectives, and …
Review of CHARMS: A Game of Insight and Inspiration
What if someone turned asking deep questions, offering sage advice, and exploring spiritual insights into a game? Well, someone did. My friends Aaron and Lisa from Studio 9, Inc., along with Julie Burns Walker, co-created a game called CHARMS: A Game …
Rethinking Competition: Keeping Sports Sane for Kids (and Parents)
Our youngest child recently told us he wants to play baseball. Since our older two have never shown interest in playing sports, this is new territory for us. On the one hand, we’re thrilled. There’s no question that sports offer numerous …
When Kids Crap All Over Your Plans. Literally.
We live in a 2 ½ bath house. Hubby is remodeling our main bathroom, so right now we actually live in a 1 ½ bath house. The other night, I was craving warm water, some alone time with a book, …
My Son Will Not Be a Rapist
I’m going to keep this short because it’s not a complicated concept. But it is unfortunately one we have to teach in a world where women’s bodies have historically been seen as men’s property or men’s prerogative to touch at …
I’m Clearly Overdue for My Unfit Mother Internet Flogging
This week, a portion of the Internet decided that parents who lose track of their children deserve to be shamed, ridiculed, and castigated. Some even feel that they should have their kids taken away and placed into foster care. Welp, I …
My Teen Daughter’s Positive Body Image is a Thing of Beauty
The other night, my 15-year-old daughter came into the bathroom to chat with me while I got ready for bed. She’s been taking a community college nutrition class, and she told me the chapter she’d just read in her textbook …