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Suck it Up, Buttercup
I had one of those yowza, take-a-deep-breath-and-try-not-to-cry parental moments the other day with my son.
We were talking about the school talent show, of all things. He had originally planned to form a band with a group of his buddies but all of their “rehearsals” had deteriorated into impromptu soccer games and water fights, so the budding Beatles never blossomed. They never even came up with a name for the band, which, as we all know, is the best part of being in a band.
Why have kids? No, really.
If you’ve ever yelled at a 3-year-old for peeing his pants, you know that parenthood teaches you things about yourself that you’d have been delighted to never, ever learn.
Of Course She Doesn’t Have Kids
By Leslie Dinaberg
“A surprising percentage of women nominated to top government jobs have no children,” stated a recent Daily Beast story by Peter Beinart about Elena Kagan’s nomination and the gender make up of the Supreme Court.
That chortle you heard all the way across town was me, laughing out loud. Seriously? How can this [...]
Kindergarten Screening
By Leslie Dinaberg
www.LeslieDinaberg.com
Playing “tour guide” for the parents of incoming kindergarteners this morning, I couldn’t help feeling a little nostalgic. It wasn’t that long ago that I was holding a tiny, nervous hand in my bigger and more nervous one, as we made our way to the first in a long series of school tests. [...]
The Mother Lode
By Leslie Dinaberg
www.LeslieDinaberg.com
(This is the last of my Mother’s Day oeuvre. Happy Mother’s Day to all of the moms out there—especially mine!)
While she snipped away at my curls, the hairdresser’s caffeinated swirl of invectives about what a terrible mother she had filled me with sympathy. I know there are horrible mothers out there—Mommy Dearest [...]
Mom’s the word
By Leslie Dinaberg
(In honor of Mother’s Day, here is one of my favorite mom columns.)
“You’ll never know how much I love you until you have children of your own.”
I can’t tell you how many times I heard those words come out of my mother’s mouth when I was growing up.
While other kids’ moms told [...]



