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Disciplining others' children

Do you discipline children who aren't yours? Nieces, nephews, that one neighbor kid who keeps letting his doggie do his doo-doo on your lawn? What's your stance on disciplining children who aren't your own?

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Do the right thing

Last night, when I inquired about homework, my son quickly said he didn't have any and tried to hide his homework folder so I couldn't look inside. Naturally, this rang alarm bells.

The influence of our elders

I have a wonderful opportunity next week to speak to a group of mostly retired women and some men.

Mom on trial

Yesterday I was called in for jury duty. I fully expected to not be seated and had a full day planned.

Live vicariously

Five. My son scored five times at his first soccer practice. Is this a humblebrag? Nope, it’s a run-of-the-mill brag.

The cool book challenge (no ice required)

I have been repeatedly challenged on Facebook to name 10 books that have stayed with me over the years.

Ramblings of an 11-year-old mind

It was an endless wait in a doctor’s office, one that ended up taking us hours upon hours before the night was over. I was tired, cranky and hungry.

Back to school, back to the madness

With last week's starting of school, my family has had to re-jigger our mornings so that everyone gets to where they need to be by the ungodly hour when the sun just begins to rise.

What moms really want

Moms, can't live without 'em, can't understand what the hell they really want. 

Farewell

I have made the difficult decision to discontinue writing posts for this blog, Not Different Enough. It is due to a combination of several things; the biggest one being relativity.

When 'they' are watching every move

Every now and then I get a glimpse that I am not alone in our fight here behind our front door, and it selfishly feels good and is freeing.  Then I get a little sad, because I realize someone