You know when you do things that you don’t understand why you do them? But you have to? Or when you begin to behave in an addictive manner…ie. smoking, eating, drinking, working, etc. to stop feeling something? Sometimes you can’t even identify the feelings, but you know they are there, simmering below the surface? Or [...]
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So one of my goals in this thing called Parenting Small Children is to do things for myself whenever I can. I’m acutely aware that children learn the most about how to live their lives by observing their models. Sure, sure, I do stuff for myself so I don’t go nutso living in only one [...] My daughter Lula has this ritual at bedtime. Just as we are about to make the escape from her room and close that door behind us, she calls out, “Can you stay with me for just one minute?” and anyone with a brain knows what that means, and when we agree because we have accepted that [...] All my life, since I was a small girl, I’ve examined anything I saw as beautiful and I’ve studied art. Alone for hours in my parents’ lounge, I’d pore over the few Chinese paintings that were hung on the walls. I’d stare and stare and look at the expressions on the painted faces, make [...] |
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