If there’s one thing my kid does really well, it’s move. From the time he gets up until the time I kiss him goodnight (and even after the lights are out), F is constantly in motion. Admittedly, sometimes it drives me more than a little crazy – like when he kicks the back of my… Continue reading raising active kids ain’t rocket science #PBAmbassador
I backed off and something amazing happened. F’s self-esteem and independence flourished.
The irony is not lost on me that the week after I’ve found genius ways to make my mornings less manic that I’m about ready to throw in the towel and send a sock-free child with unbrushed teeth and no hat to school. With the exception of Monday morning (which was a breeze, you guys)… Continue reading Socks and sweatshirts