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The Full Suburban: The most epic parenting fail ever

My brother, Jon, and his family were in town for a visit last week, and on their last day here, we decided to stop by a little shop for some ice cream. All the kids waited in the car with my sister-in-law while Jon and I went inside to order everyone’s treats.

What’s a working parent to do this summer?

With closures of a lot of in-person summer camps, what are parents supposed to do? I have to work from home, and I am back in school for my master's degree. I do not have a lot of time to give my child. 

The lost boys of America: Leonard Sax’s book ‘Boys Adrift’ puts focus on raising young men

Honest, strong and responsible were just some of the adjectives that described my venerable father. My pillar of granite, so fitting since he worked in construction, was honorable and very hard-working. Life was practically drained from his handsome, yet weather-beaten face when he would stumble in with his dirt-covered work boots from a grueling day out in the elements erecting a building.

The future of youth sports: Will less become more?

It’s a vicious cycle for many parents neck deep in youth sports. Pay an exorbitant amount of money for travel athletics, chauffeur children to myriad practices and far-flung games. Repeat ad nauseum.

The Full Suburban: Words take on new meaning during quarantine

Last Sunday, I got mad at my husband because he suggested we open a can of green beans to eat with our dinner. Flare-ups like that have had a tendency of happening since our family has been in quarantine together. We’ll be going along just fine, everything peachy keen, and then, for one reason or another, I’ll just lose it.

The Full Suburban: The best gifts are filled with love

Earlier this week, my son Emmett celebrated his eighth birthday. As child number five out of six, he knows a thing or two about advocating for himself, since otherwise he might quite literally be forgotten. So, weeks before his birthday, he asked me to post a half-sheet of paper on the fridge with the words “Emmett’s Birthday Wish List” written across the top.

The Full Suburban: New car necessitates a shift for teen driver

I recently wrote about my oldest daughter, Lucy, getting her driver’s license. It has been truly life-changing to have another driver around, but having another driver necessitates having another car – and buying a car for teenager-level use is a tricky business. You want it to be safe but not fancy; comfortable but in no way luxurious; used but not so old that it won’t last through every sibling that follows over the next 10 years. In our case, we basically wanted a teenager car that was an extremely reliable piece of garbage.

The Full Suburban: She’s not a natural born snipper

“Barber” is a title I never sought for myself. I was actually kind of dragged into it, much like someone who witnesses a mob hit and is then forced to “join the family” or else. I stumbled into my own little crime scene one night when my husband and I were engaged, and I came over to his house before we were to leave on a date.

The Full Suburban: Cuddles cramp mom’s sleeping style

It got to the point a couple kids ago that I just started keeping a sleeping bag stashed in our bedroom closet, and when a child came down in the middle of the night, I told them they could either sleep on our floor or just go back to their bed..

The Full Suburban: Mom falls victim to summer slide

Summer has finally broken my brain. I realized this as we were driving to a campground on Lake Roosevelt last week, where we would be spending the next three days at an informal Ditto family reunion.

Mama Bear Moxie: At-home camp with my son is truly sweet

My middle child is really into baking, and I found myself looking for a cooking or baking camp that he could attend that same week. While there were camps in our area for kids, they all didn’t work out for one reason or another.