Four-year-olds can get very angry. At 4, they are harder to fool, and they have a lot of passion about things like yogurt. Also, they can speak in full sentences and tell you exactly what they think, which is not always nice. I made the recent mistake of disagreeing with my own 4-year-old about whether or not …

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    For a couple of years after my son turned that magical, yet more reasonable age number 4, I remember looking at him warily every time something didn’t go quite his way. I was waiting fearfully for him to lose his ever-loving mind like he did his entire third year. For awhile, we called …

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I was smugly thinking to myself the other day that our 3 yo was in a pretty awesome place. She had figured out that she liked cracking us up,   she was being just enough of a smart ass that it was cute, and she was still saying things like, “I wuv you, Mommy.” Adorable. …

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If you have kids, you will at one time or another have this irrational creature living in your house called a toddler. They are hilarious and cute and very easily annoyed. Here are just some of the many ways that you can annoy a toddler… 1. Put jeans on them. 2. Hold them too tight …

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This year, the stress I have created for myself over the holidays has made me want to hide in a pile of laundry, guaranteeing that no one will ever find me. I don’t know why I wait until the last minute to do it all, but I do. Something in me must like the drama. But I do …

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Karma is stalking me in the form of a purple dress that my daughter wears most days of her life. I believe this is because, as a child, allegedly, I was quite particular about the clothes I would wear. My attitude once prompted my sweet grandmother to declare to my mother, “I would never let …

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I’m over at Scary Mommy this week!   Here is a peek:   Before becoming a mom, I had never asked the question, “Is it okay for this child to use my sock as toilet paper?” Or, after my two-year-old sprinkled her great grandparents ashes in her hair, I asked, “How much soap does it …

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I was never in dance growing up.  Not that I wouldn’t have been, it’s just that I grew up in a small town in South Dakota and I don’t think that dance classes were a super high priority. I’m pretty sure I could have found a class in my town on learning how to drive …

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It was a beautiful thought, really. My husband’s grandparents had died earlier this year (amazingly, they were born and then died eight days apart, both having lived exactly 95 years, 9 months and 28 days). Our family decided that, as a tribute to their 73 years together, we should combine some of their ashes to …

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I’m over at Scary Mommy today talking about swim noodles and kids named Namaste Jones. Now that summer is finally, hopefully, for the love of all things hot and sunscreeny, here…we have been making the rounds at some popular pools in Boulder. Sometimes I find it fascinating to watch other people interact with their kids. …

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