Happy No Matter What


Do You Teach Your Kids How to Lie?

Yesterday I found scribbles all over a notebook I use for work. I noticed my 3 year old daughter sitting at my desk earlier in the day. I showed her the notebook and asked, “did you do that?” Here’s how the conversation went… Alice: Well…. Um. No… Me: You didn’t? Who did it then? Alice: [...]

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Things My Mother Taught Me

This month marks the anniversary of my mother’s birthday. She would have been 69 on July 12th. I read this at her funeral:


Jean Paul Sartre once said that hell is other people. I agree with Jean Paul. Other people can, at times, be hell. But I like to think the “hell” we encounter when someone “pushes our buttons” plays an absolutely critical role on the road to happy.



I am about to make a very embarrassing confession.
Last weekend, while giving the twins a bath, I smacked my husband in the face with a sponge. This was not a light, playful smack. It was an angry, hostile one. And yes it happened right in front of the kids, the ones I’m constantly reminding to “be gentle.”


Be Nice!

I’m a mother of 17 month old twins. I take them to an indoor play gym once a week at the local community center. Toddlers, I’m learning, hit, pinch, bite and scream. I often observe them subjecting each other to this behavior in the hopes of obtaining exclusive access to that coveted piece of Little Tykes equipment.