There was a night when I found myself negotiating with a three-year-old over one more sip of water. Five minutes later, it was one more hug. Then another story. Then the stuffed bunny had disappeared under the bed and apparently couldn’t sleep alone. An hour had passed. I was exhausted. My toddler was somehow even … Read more
Last Tuesday, we stared at the bright plastic potty sitting in the middle of our living room. Our toddler was hiding behind the sofa. Again. We bought the expensive sticker charts. We read the modern parenting books. We even dedicated a whole weekend to letting them run around the house with no pants on, praying … Read more
Last Tuesday, we poured the milk into the blue cup. It was the wrong blue cup. Our toddler looked at us like we had just committed a crime. Then, the cup was on the floor. Then, the screaming started. We closed our eyes and counted to ten. We took a deep breath. We tried to … Read more