Our parenting needs to give our children the structure and safety they need to sprout and send out roots, without imposing limits on what they can accomplish. These things are rarely taught by words, but by action and experience. Many times we pass on our limiting beliefs to our children without realizing it. They come to accept mental box that we have put around our own lives and possibilities as true for them as well.
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Worried About School This Year? Don’t Panic. You Already Have Everything You Need.
This approach is something every parent can do. I’ll never forget the day my mom stopped helping me with my homework. It’s a lesson that has stayed with me my whole life. My mother was one of the most natural teachers I’ve ever met. Never the kind of person to […]
Read MoreMy Children Have Always Been Third Culture Kids, and That’s a Good Thing
When you live overseas with children a conversation you might often have is about raising third culture kids, or TCKs. TCK is a term coined to describe people who grow up outside of the culture of their passport country, but also outside of the culture of the places they grow […]
Read MoreMy Dad’s Example
When I was younger I went to one of those church leadership types of schools that had no grades and was basically a series of week long seminars. There were people of all ages, from many different parts of the world, and we lived in a motel near the church, […]
Read MoreOverwhelmed
Sometimes it overwhelms me, this responsibility that I carry around in my heart. It’s not the feeding, grooming and educating of these small children so much, though they are great enough tasks in themselves. It’s the other parts of parenting that feel like they might sweep me away in a […]
Read MoreI must be about to travel
I have a giant zit in the middle of my face. I get one about every two years, if that. (I know, I’m lucky and should stop complaining.) But of course I get it just a few days before I have to see people I’ve not seen in a couple […]
Read MoreI’m taking a trip
Some of my long time readers may remember back when I was pregnant, had just moved to San Diego, and was pining away for Canada. I missed our old life. I felt trapped here. I wanted to go home. And, I missed my best friend’s wedding because I was waiting […]
Read MoreA Confession
When the Boy was born my grandmother made him a baby quilt. It was pieced together with vintage fabrics, had wool lining and was altogether sweet. She also sewed a little cover for it so that it could stay clean because she wasn’t sure how it would wash. I used […]
Read MoreMy Childhood Home
There were two houses in my childhood, though they both occupied the same plot of land. There is the house that had a trap door in the floor of one upstairs closet and when we opened it we could look down into the laundry room, and throw our dirty clothes […]
Read Morethey’re watching
I have an audience. Well, I’ve had an audience for the past 5 or so years but I usually don’t notice them, until they play back my performances for me; the highlights and the lowlights. I see myself in the way they get impatient over silly things, or boss each […]
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