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

Children's Teeth and Thumb Sucking
Babies' thumb sucking is a normal reflex. Thumb sucking is a common coping mechanism during the newborn stage and early development because it is calming and provides warmth. Even with these implications, thumb sucking on the other hand, can cause dental problems once the permanent teeth come in. Problems with proper mouth development, alignment of the teeth, and adjustments to the roof of the mouth may all occur. Baby teeth issues may occur as a result of aggressive sucking.
By Mario Hourn5 years ago in Families
MOM FOREVER
The story of the modern holiday—which is celebrated this Sunday in the United States and many other nations—is rife with controversy, conflict, and consumerism run amok. Some strange-but-true facts you probably don't know:
By Dandelionclub5 years ago in Families
Every Man Needs A Daughter
When I talk about regret nowadays, I encourage friends and family to avoid the feelings of hopelessness and failure that presides over everything when regret engulfs our lives.
By Jason-Matory Bailey5 years ago in Families
Gone
“48, 49, 50. Ready or not, here I come!” My dad shouted as he made his way toward me. “Now, where is my little girl?” He lifted the blanket I was under and flicked it off; a grin on his face.
By Essia Esifar5 years ago in Families
The Short Lived Adventures of Scallydog's Emporium
Between May 2010 and May 2013 down Hatfield Road in St. Albans, behind the Fleetville Vintage Emporium was another large thrift store, full of wonderful second hand furniture and vintage bric-a-brac. It was a unique experience. A place full of interesting things and fascinating characters. It was called Scallydog’s Emporium. It was quite unlike any place that had been created before or after. It was run by a father and son team called Trevor and Tom. It was open 363 days of the year and even sometimes in the dead of the night you could walk down there and knock on the door and find one of them tinkering around. Like most perfect things it flared brightly into existence and very soon afterwards it was gone. I am in a very unique position to take you through the history of this nostalgic endeavour as I am Tom, the younger half of the team. So here is our brief history.
By Tom Brad5 years ago in Families
Drenched By Accident!
We were on holiday in Great Yarmouth. I love Great Yarmouth, it's one of those places where I have fond memories of holidays with my parents, husband, and the kids. However, I am sure some memories are not meant to be remembered! We decided to do the 'golden mile' trek from Seashore Caravan Park where we were staying to the fairground at the bottom of the mile. The kids were over-excited, and we had to really watch them. They were running miles ahead of us, chatting, sometimes throwing tantrums and sulking over things they couldn't do, all at once. I mean I know kids get tired, but when there are 6 of them, you tend to feel like Superman or Superwoman, and it can make you forgetful.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Families
The Perfect Parent
I was the perfect parent. Very few can honestly claim this achievement but let me assure you, I held this coveted title right up to the day the nurse placed our first precious baby boy into my increasingly nervous arms. All the untoward advice I had glibly and confidently shared with my inexperienced friends who had preceded us in the journey of parenthood passed rapidly through my labor exhausted mind. As my face grew red at my sudden realization of my audacity, I knew, somehow I just knew it would all come back to haunt me, and I would pay mercilessly for being such an arrogant know it all.
By Maria Calderoni5 years ago in Families
Fishing with a 6-pack and a Shark
Our family always took a week camping trip on the Coast of Oregon, Brooking-Harbor. Back then in 1978 you could still camp on some parts of the beach, there was a place near the river Chetco, My brother Jeff and I each had our own one man tent. Now we did not camp close to the water because of High Tide and other campers walking on the beach of course.
By Jamie Davis5 years ago in Families
Time With My Dad
First of all, I need to give a little bit of background on all of this (necessary to understand the context of this story).
By Pestis Deathbird5 years ago in Families
Mister… Under The Tree
“Mister you comin’ home now?” Charles Hill aka Mister stopped in mid sentence and looked back over his shoulder at his loving wife of forty-two years.
By Cam Rascoe5 years ago in Families
so hurt.
i was so young - a sponge for sure; just very observant and super quick to understand almost everything around me. it didnt feel right. they say "babies know. they feel the energy", and i very much agree cause i definitely felt every good and bad energy.. i just kept it to myself. at 2 years old i realized my mom was the homemaker - she was very consistent with work and she kept it peaceful as much as possible. my dad couldnt keep a job. i remember him sitting on the floor of the master bedroom in a house we lived in with a pool in the back, just crying about how he lost his job - i was 3 or 4. he cooked for us and always had this dark energy - he would set the mood of the whole spot and i always felt like i had to be in "sweet" mode to not be on his bad side so i came off as "daddy's girl". while my mom would work and he didn't, he would take me with him at times. he did dope for sure. i remember sitting at his friend's house on this ugly couch while he and his friends were just busting lines in the garage - i was about 2 or 3 years old and that was the first time i saw men play darts. after that we went back to my grandma's house (his mom) and i had thrown up on the way cause his driving always made me car sick. and when we got there, he told her we went to the store. for sure he was lying to my mom if he would do that to his own. and that's when i realized this person is fucked up, but he is my dad so there's no way he would hurt me, right? i was wrong cause that same day he called me a bitch for crying about throwing up in the car.
By Samantha Powe5 years ago in Families
Eye Sea Past The Bottle Now.
When my daughter was six and my son was four, I divorced their father and took them away. Unfortunately, I was not too bright back then because I made a terrible decision to remarry too soon. Seven days after the divorce was final, I found myself married to a narcissistic man. Being married to such a man was like traveling in a ship through stormy waters close to the Bermuda Triangle. Giving birth to our five sons only added to the tides.
By Greer Collins5 years ago in Families