When the fires first started to burn, Velasquez tells me she felt “what everyone was feeling: helpless.” She couldn’t stand just watching anymore, and that’s when she started organizing donations.
In my work with parents who are caring for a child with an eating disorder, I’ve become keenly aware of the language we use when talking about kids and food. Our words can shape our attitudes ...
Last month I peeked my head into my son’s bed cave at 9:15 a.m. and whispered to him that I was off to a meeting, then to a friend’s house. When I squeezed his foot as I zipped him back in ...
The first and only phone message I’ve gotten from my kid’s elementary school this year was about parking lot safety reminders: “Please listen to the directions of our staff that are in the ...
It’s soup season. And I don’t mean “ooh it’s cold outside, so it’s time for soup,” I mean it’s dark and it’s dreary and it’s freezing and who can even think about actually making ...