What do your hands say about you? I have my mother’s hands–overworked, baggy knuckled, a bit bony, sinewy hands. They are cracked, but not dry and they are skinny but not delicate. These hands are tools, not accessories.
It can be a real struggle to get your kids to do their schoolwork. But what if you could do one simple thing to transform schoolwork from feeling like busywork to feeling like a powerful learning experience? Author Amanda Roos is a school teacher and has some great ideas!
As you walk into that shiny classroom to meet your child’s teacher for the first time, here are a couple of important questions that can start that very important relationship off on the right foot.
In the spirit of encouraging growth and freedom, I’ve made a list of things I will not fix for my kids this summer…
It’s never too early to start teaching my kids that the generations in our family are linked, even if it’s mostly through choppy video calls. Here are four ways that I do it.
Teaching is a huge part of motherhood and a skill many of us want to improve. Who better to learn from than a professional teacher? In this post, Amanda Hamilton Roos shares techniques learned in the classroom that have helped her at home.
Do you sometimes feel school envy? Many times the difference between a fine school and great school, is not so much geography as parental input and support. This post offers concrete ideas to help you create the educational experience your child needs.
Who does the laundry? And makes the dinner? And still has the energy to bathe the kids? Amanda Hamilton Roos explores how you can share the load of housework with your family and why you should.
Kids are back in school and you have high hopes for this school year. But working with your child’s school isn’t always so cut and dried. Wouldn’t it be nice to have some you who could turn to for some answers to your specific question?
Are you outlasting the challenges of motherhood? Or is your endurance in need of some work? As mothers, we need to remember that we are built for the long haul—to outlast the hard moments, days, weeks, and years we have before us. We are built to last.
The luminous love I feel for my baby, the gift I can offer her through the simple act of walking her to sleep, does not burn me—it gives me a warm, glowing happiness I refuse to share. I know it will elude me soon enough.
Have you heard the theory you need at least 10,000 hours of practice to become really good at something? Well I’ve made 10,000 meals for my family, and I’ve learned a thing or two.