Parenting Advice & Tips

I’ll never forget the day I realized I was having the same boring conversation with my six-year-old every single afternoon. I’d pick him up from school, eagerly asking, “How was your day?” and he’d mumble “fine” while staring out the window. That was it. No stories, no details, nothing. I’d try to dig deeper with […]

I’ll never forget the afternoon I realized I was completely failing at connecting with my daughter. She was sitting at the kitchen table, excitedly telling me about something that happened at school—something about a friend, a game at recess, I honestly can’t remember. I was nodding along, loading the dishwasher, mentally planning dinner, and scrolling

Last Thursday evening, I found myself scrolling through my phone while my six-year-old daughter tried to show me her LEGO creation for the third time. “Mom, look!” she kept saying, but I was half-listening, nodding absently while mentally planning tomorrow’s lunches and wondering if I’d responded to that work email. When she finally walked away

I’ll never forget the look on my daughter’s face when I “fixed” her drawing. She’d spent 20 minutes coloring a picture of our family, and when she proudly showed me, I noticed she’d made everyone’s skin bright purple. Without thinking, I said, “This is great, honey! But people don’t have purple skin. Want me to

My daughter stood in front of the mirror last week, sighed dramatically, and said, “I’m not good at anything.” She’s seven. My heart sank. Where was this coming from? She’s smart, creative, funny, and kind. But somewhere along the way, she’d started doubting herself. And I realized: I needed to actively teach her how to

I still remember the afternoon my seven-year-old son sat at the kitchen table for two hours trying to complete a single page of math homework. Every 30 seconds, he’d look up at the clock, ask for water, suddenly need the bathroom, or tell me about something that happened three weeks ago. By the time we

Last Tuesday, I asked my 7-year-old to get ready for soccer practice. Simple enough, right? “Honey, please put on your cleats, grab your water bottle from the fridge, and get your shin guards from your room.” Ten minutes later, I found him in the kitchen with his cleats on… eating a snack. The water bottle?