Calm, Cool and Collected

It finally happened. I have been working with my 3 and 5 year old kids on naming emotions and finding coping mechanisms for anger and frustration from the time that they were wee babes, and wouldn’t you know it, they have gone and thrown it all right back in my face. “Uhm, mom, I think… maybe you need to find something calm to do. You…

Kids Live Here

Kids live here. Sometimes it takes a two-year-old armed with a stolen blue sharpie and a big imagination to remind us of that. Kids live here,   Sometimes we follow their whims… …and sometimes they even let us play along. Kids live here, This home is where we nurture the imagination, and let them be who they are. Kids live here, And sometimes we dare…

On Killing Evil

I cried on the day that Saddam Hussein was executed. And, yes, they were tears of sadness. Not because I thought that Hussein was a great, upstanding guy by any stretch of the imagination; he was undoubtedly responsible for the death and suffering of many, many people. I was upset because his hanging was celebrated in the same manner as we behave when our…

Being UU at Home

When I was growing up it was always safe to assume that the only Unitarian Universalist kids attending whatever school I was enrolled in at the time also lived in my house. In other words, UU kids were kind of hard to come by outside of our home and church. I remember how hard it was for me to know just how to handle…