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Annie's Articles
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Parenting Lessons from The Little Red Hen
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To Play or Not Play Ball (When you're married with small kids)
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How to avoid zombie children and juvenile delinquency this summer
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My Dad's Greatest Legacy: Raising sons to be good fathers
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Parents Beware: Kids' Marketing Ain't Kid's Play
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The Challenges of Boys & Gratitude
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World's Greatest Mom - NOT
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How Prickly Are You? Part 1
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Why People Are Prickly: Part 2
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How To Be Less Prickly: Part 3
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Relating To Prickly People: Part 4
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Instilling Gratitude & Dealing with Entitlement
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Invisible Fences - Raising children with and without disabilites
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Standing Up To Bullying
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Standing Up To Bullying Roleplays
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How Bullies & Cliques Are Made
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Creating Safe Schools
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It's all in your head - Having the right mindset
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Getting A Teenager to Talk
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Stop Child From Hitting
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Help with Harsh Sister-In-Law Part 1
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Help with Harsh Sister-In-Law Part 2
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Bought the Wii® - Now To Tell The Wife
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To Butt In Or Not Butt In
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Butt In Or Not Butt In - Part 2
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Lonely Stay-At-Home Mom
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To Gripe or Not To Gripe
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What Was Wrong With My Parent's Parenting?
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Get divorced or bake a pie - The choice is yours
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Teaching Our Kids To Give Thanks
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Mundane Moments of Grief - 6/02
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Giving Kids The Gift of Time
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Almost on the Diane Rehm Show
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Correcting An Unfamiliar Child In Public
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Grown Children Still Fighting
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Resolving Resentment Toward Husband
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Husband is driving me crazy!
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Spoiled Kid or Anxiety Control?
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Getting Involved In A Parent/Child Meltdown
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Teaching Kids About Rationalization
Raise your hand if you fear that your child’s honest answer to 'What I did on my summer vacation' will be: slept a lot; did most of my socializing on-line; spent countless afternoons moping around and fighting with my siblings; played hundreds of hours of video games; lost a huge chunk of the previous year's learning - or worse yet - got into lots of trouble in the world when no one was looking.
I remember the morning I realized it. My sons were 6, 4 1/2 and 18 months old and had done something that had gotten me upset. What they did completely escapes me now which tells you how bad it must not have been, but for whatever reason I went beyond my usual aggravation to a crazy place. Even now I can recall the rush of heat rising to my face. And then the roar. It was a furious, excruciating explosion of a person going insane. The tirade went on for at least several minutes as I exhausted my frustration and despair at this latest infraction. On and on I went, like a hurricane slowing down only to gather new force.
A million Christmases ago, when my now-teenagers were little, besides the special wishlist items we put under the tree, I added a fairly simple gift of my own. I gave each of my sons a coupon for a 45 minute block of one-on-one time with me each week.
Several years ago, when my son tried to convince me that he had no choice but to hit his brother, I took the opportunity to teach my kids the word "rationalization."
