For many, Christmas is, as the saying goes, The Most Wonderful Time of the Year. And while most of the people who celebrate Christmas are using the remaining days of this holiday season to trim the trees, buy the presents, hang all the decorations, carol all the carols, and force you to listen to endless loops of Christmas songs; to the point that if you hear one more, you’re going to Pa rum pum pum pum someone in the neck…
…wait, what was I saying? Oh right!
While all of the aforementioned festive fun, brings joy to many during this holiday season; there are some that are, right now, experiencing the most stressful time of their year, and their holidays feeling like anything but festive.
How do I know this? Well, I’m one of those people.
With climate change, political turmoil, and the seemingly endless list of problems in the world today, many parents hope to raise a younger generation who will eventually lead with more compassion and responsibility. Ultimately, that starts with getting children to care first.
Some parents might opt to shelter their kids instead and raise them in some Peppa Pig Fantasy world, but what good would that do? From a young age, it’s important that they are aware of the realities of the world. That way, they will grow up to be the human beings that the world actually needs.
As responsible parents and guardians, it’s also our duty to ensure that the world is left in better hands. It’s a tough mess to clean up, but it’s the least that we can do. Here are some tips to get started.
Recently, I took a quick trip to my hometown of San Diego,
CA, for some much needed rest and relaxation. If you’ve been following along at
this year; even just at a minimal level, you’ve probably noticed this year has
been pretty tough for me. That’s why this trip was so important; I needed to
recharge. I needed to see friends and loved one face to face, or IRL (in real
life) as we tend to say on social media.
While there, I had a couple of opportunities to video chat
with my two monsters, and since I was staying with their uncles, they got a
chance to see them too. While chatting with my son, he expressed his sadness
over me being so far away, and told me about some issues at school, and how
excited he was his grandmother was visiting to help out his mom while I was
It was a normal conversation for me, but as soon as I hung
up both my brothers expressed amazement, as well joy that my son expressed his
feelings so easily, and clearly. I sometimes forget how amazing my son is when
it comes to expressing his feelings; it’s something I admire in him, and dread
for the future holds for him.
your child come home from school with the lice letter? Don’t worry. We’ll get
you through this! In fact, eliminating a lice infestation is a lot less
dramatic than you probably think. Why? Because all you need to do to rid your
child’s head of lice and nits (lice eggs) is to physically remove them with the
wet combing method.
you visit the lice removal aisle at the store, you’ll see many products that
claim to kill lice. And they do! But they don’t kill nits, and that’s why they
don’t work. Nits are lice eggs and as long as they remain on the head, they
will continue to hatch and produce more lice. That’s why physically removing
the nits from the head with the wet combing method is the only way to eliminate
a lice infestation!
what you need to say goodbye to lice and nits once-and-for-all:
Looking after your family in the present day is one thing, but ensuring their future wellbeing is something else entirely. Obviously, you can’t predict or guarantee anything about the future, but you can give yourself safety nets to ensure that you and your loved ones are prepared for all possible eventualities. Still, where on earth do you get started? Well, in this article, we’re going to look at some smart ways to look after your family both in the present and the future with regards to finances and health.
As a parent, you will become a living example of the saying wearing too many hats. Parents have a range of different roles; chauffeur, cook, prison warden, doctor, and none of them are every appreciated by your children.
Yes, I said doctor, and not nurse, because let’s be real, nurses do all the real work. Where my nurses at?!? HOLLA…(wink wink)…fist pound.
Sometimes, it’s hard to know which role to focus on at which time; especially when thy’re less defined than the service-oriented ones above.
Some elements of parenting will come naturally to some, and others will take much more work. I mean, not everyone can be perfect at everything like me. Maybe you’re the fun parent, or the creative one. or you’re the handy kind of parent that can teach your kid a skill.
Watching your children grow, and discover their passions, is easily one of the greatest feelings a parent can experience; especially when it’s in something competitive, like sports. It’s almost electric when you hear your child express joy over their new passion. You can feel the energy and excitement it gives them; the flames of passion have been ignited, and the fire is just waiting to be stoked. And as a parent, you want that feeling for your children, and hope it never ends.
But some times, we parents want it a little too much for our children, and risk ruining that experience for our children. How? Well, let me ask you this…how many times have you been to a kids sporting event, and have seen that parent? You know who I’m talking about; the parent that is, usually, decked out from head to toe in team apparel; maybe even with their kid’s name on their back. They’re usually posted up as close to the sideline, dugout, team box, or home plate, as they can be. It’s kind of hard to miss them; mainly because they’re usually screaming the coach, the umpire, their kid or the other team’s kids at any given moment…and it typically lasts the entire length of the event.
The last 3 months of the year are always the same. With Halloween, Thanksgiving, and then Christmas (or whatever you celebrate, don’t shoot the messenger) at the end of each month, it’s no wonder every January is the month gyms see their memberships increase dramatically.
The fear of weight-gain isn’t so much an issue with me; I’m already chubby, so I got extra room. But, because of that extra weight, and probably because my stomach hates me after all these years of abuse; I find that the sweets that come with this time of year give me really bad heartburn. This year I found out it’s not just me who gets that heartburn; my son does too. I didn’t even know kid could get heartburn.