My daughter was so quiet, in her first two years, that at one point a family member confided worriedly to me that she was afraid my daughter ‘didn’t understand French.’ I had done a lot of reading about children simultaneously learning two (or more) languages, and I knew – if this person didn’t – that my daughter understood what was going on around her, and very well, at that. “It will come”, I would tell the family member, with more confidence than I felt. “Some children are on a different timetable than others.” Continue reading “The Last Temper Tantrum”
My husband is always telling me that I am far too open with my children about, well, everything. Continue reading “Mom, Did You Ever Take Drugs?”
When I am writing, because I frequently write about my family members, I have gotten into the habit of calling them to ask ‘if it is okay’ for me to print ‘this or that’ on my blog. Continue reading “Misunderstanding…”
Every single person occasionally feels overwhelmed, and those of us who suffer from anxiety feel that way a good deal of the time. Continue reading “On Being Overwhelmed (Feeling ‘Little’)”
A Son is a son till he takes him a wife,
A daughter’s a daughter all of her life.
Continue reading “A Son is a Son Till…”