Social Conscience or Too Scary for Kids?

CEO — Tue, 17 Nov 2009 10:31:46 -0800

My kids are now eight and six years old, which means they are still plenty self absorbed to believe that they are king and queen of the castle, but old enough at least I think, to start having some construct of a social conscience and a more accurate sense of the world.

Class Mom Aspirations.

CEO — Thu, 01 Oct 2009 17:44:10 -0700

Last year when my son Jonah asked me to be the class mom, I responded “but I’m your mom sweetie,” I don’t need to be the class mom. He was temporarily disappointed, but didn’t push the point. This year Jonah was adamant. “Mommy,” he announced at the end of August, “you will be the class mom this year…you MUST.”

Overwrought & Overprotective.

CEO — Tue, 15 Sep 2009 07:05:28 -0700

I will never forget Adam Walsh. The image of the sweet, smiling, gap-toothed six-year-old boy in his baseball uniform is forever emblazoned in my memory.

Staring Facebook In The Face.

CEO — Tue, 18 Aug 2009 11:09:06 -0700

I love boys....always have. There were the two Alans and a Brad, a Noah a Scott a Chris and a slew of Mikes...I wound up even marrying one. There were also the scandalous Todd and Lance. And, of course, there was the beautiful Dutch guy, Iljan, my summer camp love.

Stage Smothering: My Daughter, Reality TV and Me.

CEO — Tue, 21 Jul 2009 14:36:24 -0700

I hate reality TV….well, most if it anyway. I am so over the fate of Jon and Kate. And while I confess to Idol worshiping during the final few rounds each season and enthusiastically texting my vote to support the underdog, Kris Allen, I have little interest in keeping up with the preening, Botoxed, Married to the Mob Jersey girls on The Real Housewives of New Jersey.