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Driving Mom Crazy
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By Savannah Monk
Note: Names have been changed to protect the guilty
Sixteen years, three months and two days after he was born, my son received his temporary driver’s permit.
Five hours into the required 50-hours of in-the-car training (with Dad), something possessed me to get in the car with this young man.
Boomerang Discipline
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By Sharon K Trumpy
Deciding how to discipline a preschooler can be confusing and overwhelming. Should you go with the age-old 1-2-3 method? Follow Supernanny's advice and establish a naughty corner? Do you take away privileges, give choices, issue warnings, raise your voice, swat bottoms?
Whichever method you subscribe to, the goal seems to be the same. Encourage good behavior and deter bad behavior. Seems easy enough, I think to myself before it all falls to pieces.
A Not-So-Simple Day
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By Jennifer Redmond
Does the incessant ringing, beeping, buzzing and electronic singing (bless those battery-operated toys) of life ever get on your nerves? Are you stretching to be everything to everybody? Every mom knows this breathless feeling.
Last week on one particularly memorable day I put on the brakes. Newsflash for moms: This is not always as simple as it sounds.
The Quest for Wheels
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By Jennifer Redmond
Dozens of tiny birds dusted their feathers in the dirt and snuggled into the parched earth. On a recent afternoon, I watched this performance from a picture window at a local car dealer. My husband sat beside me in the cozy cubicle of the "finance guy."
Testing the Mommy Mettle
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By Jodi Neelin
On my right hip, I have two-year-old, 38 lb., 34 ½-inch tall Jenna. Over my right shoulder, my purse is squished between our two bodies. Over my left shoulder hangs the duffle bag carrying Jenna's gear. It ricochets back and forth between the 36 lb. suitcase I am half rolling, half lugging behind me and the back of my left knee.
The icing on this huffing, sweaty, puffing cake is Jenna's behemoth car seat
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