parents

The boundless love a parent has for their child is matched only by their capacity to embarrass them.

Edouard
I was six or seven years old when my father told me the story of a serious-looking man with dark hair and a purple cape, featured in a local newspaper advertisement.
By Laureline Landry5 years ago in Families
I Am The Mom Battle
Hello All! This is the story of how I came about from what I can remember all the way to this very day. I hope I don't ramble on too much, but then again, This is my Blog, so "Sorry, Not Sorry" or whatever people say now a days?!
By Jessica Watt5 years ago in Families
Coming home to roost
I have spent a lifetime moving around, trying to find my place, that I am afraid I have become comfortable with not belonging.
By Ari Bailor5 years ago in Families
How to Recycle Small Plastic Toys
Everyone loves to give your child small plastic toys. Usually they come with good intentions. We love to see children smile because they are delighted by a new trinket. The prize packs from school celebrate good behavior and important milestones. Family bring tiny treats just because. The local business gains ten minutes of your attention by distracting your child with a shiny object. The bracelet pen your daughter got from Girl Scouts keeps her from feeling left out when Mom didn't buy enough cookies. You know how it goes. . . Every holiday and birthday party brings more.
By Belinda Light5 years ago in Families
Thinking About my Dad
TI knew something was wrong the night I left the house for my shift as a security officer. I helped my uncle get my dad to the bathroom, he had an accident on the bed.
By Lawson Wallace5 years ago in Families
My Plus Size Pregnancy
I’m a Mom. That’s right, a mom. I always thought I’d be one of those people who enjoyed other people’s kids and never my own. One, because I really hate hospitals, and two, I really hate people poking and prodding me.
By Shiny5 years ago in Families
When a Father doesn't Want to be a Father
I haven't seen my father in over twenty years. My last conversation with him became an argument. We argued over his attendance to my wedding. The day of my wedding, my father had signed up to play in a golf tournament. Because he had paid $100 to enter the tournamemt, he refused to forfeit that cost to walk me down the aisle.
By shirley Luke5 years ago in Families
Gift Your Child The Habit Of Reading And They Will Thank You For Life
The world has evolved; over the past few years. Technology has changed how humankind, including children, sees the world. However, some things don't change much, such as books.
By Kavi Kamat5 years ago in Families
Daddy
I remember the Christmas parade on Christmas eve. At midnight, the fire trucks all lit up playing holiday music, slowly coasting down the street with Santa Clause and Frosty the snowman sitting on top, throwing candy canes out to the crowd.
By Shanz R. Smith5 years ago in Families
The Dark Years
Not everyone is as dynamic of a character as I have been my entire life. I have an obsessive personality type, so I’ll obsess over something for an amount of time, sometimes a short period and sometimes a long period. But whenever I find something new to obsess over, I’m done with the previous thing without even making a conscious decision about it. I’ve obsessed over things like drawing, reading, writing, cars, music, video games, languages, board and card games, tv shows, musical instruments, food, videos, learning, etc.
By A.D. Prince 5 years ago in Families
A Pleasant Surprise
The pure excitement of being a daddies girl has always been one of the greatest highlights of my life. I didn't have to share his time or his space that was of course until I had sons, three, then I just became one of their buddies. It was rather strange at nineteen my dad came to my apartment with five plants. I don't know what I did that gave him the impression that those plants were going to excite me besides the fact that I was girl, at least that's what I thought. But hey, for him I'll try it.
By Echo Marie Bryant5 years ago in Families
A Dad Walks Into A Thrift Store
I do not enjoy thrift store shopping. I feel really bad saying that, because my wife loves thrift store shopping. I love my wife, and I feel like I am at least supposed to tolerate what she loves as a supportive husband. I also see the benefit of thrift store shopping! It is like a treasure hunt; you never know what amazing thing you will find in the middle of all of the second hand socks, shirts, and furniture that looks as old as your parents! But I still do not enjoy thrift store shopping.
By Curtis King5 years ago in Families