A Playdate-Style Birthday Party
by Mari Walker on
Birthday parties for littles can add up fast. For a few Benjamins, you can take them and a few friends to a bounce place or rent a bounce house for your backyard. We didn’t start big parties like that for my older daughter until she was about five.... Read full article
Zebras on the Horizon
by Dr. Mindy Calandro, Pediatrician on
In medicine, you are taught to be on the lookout for “zebras in the horse pasture.” In other words, you should always keep in mind that the uncommon or out of place could be sitting right in front of you.... Read full article
Keeping the Faith
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While four-month-old Kaden was seated in his bouncy seat, his mother, Kristie Miller, noticed a white glow in his eye which prompted her to research it. ... Read full article
Raising Readers One Book at a Time
by Mari Walker on
A recent Baby Center email for my seven year old (yes, I still open them to read about her development!) had the headline, “How to Encourage Reading.” I laughed and read along, knowing the advice doesn’t apply to me just now.... Read full article
Who Needs a Hot Meal?
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I go to take a bite of my food. Just as the fork reaches my lips, my children ask, “What is for dessert?” They’ve finished their meal, and I’ve hardly had a chance to eat. It is lukewarm at this point which is how I’ve learned to eat my food.... Read full article
Filling Hearts with Kindness, Starting with Her Own
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Kindness is the keyword for eight-year-old Tiva Thyssen, and she’s involved in several efforts to spread it. Specifically, since losing her older brother Traeh to suicide in 2019, Tiva works to bring awareness to and prevent bullying and suicide... Read full article
Reading to Bump and Baby
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“My four year old reads at a third-grade level,” proudly beams Isaiah F.A. “Yesh” Cohen, Ph.D., a young father of three girls. “As we read certain words Rachel doesn’t know, I write them down so that she can learn them later. We’re working on the low... Read full article
Growing A Heart For Art
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We all remember how thrilling it was when your parents hung your latest popsicle-stick masterpiece on the fridge. “Look at our little Van Gogh!”, they may have squealed. If you were like me, your art never got any better. But I still loved art class.... Read full article