Life has come full circle and, in my 10-year-old son Jon Alex, I am now raising myself. I don’t know how my parents survived me because I sure as hell don’t know if I’m gonna survive JA. The moodiness, the emotional manipulation, the refusal to take responsibility for his actions unless taking responsibility has a…
One at a time, my children are trying to either kill me or get themselves dropped off at the nearest fire station. In response to getting caught in a whopper of a lie after a series of smaller lies, Jon Alex tried the “I’m a fragile butterfly surrounded by vicious hound dogs, except for you,…
Not really. I just hate having to come up with 30 titles for 30 posts. Q is here! Our family had a hot breakfast for the first time in forever and, since it’s been five years since he started making hot breakfast for us, 10-year-old Jon Alex is finally old enough to do the breakfast…
I seriously do not think I’m cut out for this parenting gig. I’m too lenient, I’m unstructured, there is way too much doing of your own thing around here. Nobody has to sit at the table until they finish their veggies. Nobody has to sit at the table, period. Whatever everyone does to keep the…
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