Talking to Kids

For us, it was a happy accident.

My kids are 9 and 12, which is to say, I am uncool.

Anton and Toby have been recently struggling with something.

Here's a genius way to stop your kids from whining.

My friend Ziva texted me yesterday with the cutest question...

“Do you believe in God?” my six-year-old daughter asked in the middle of dinner.

"WHY DOES EVERYONE HAVE TO BE SOOOOOOOOOOOO DRAMATIC???!!!!!!"

"I realized I was running out of kitchen door against which to measure my teenage son’s height."