Who ever said being a stay-at-home mom was less work?
With this text-addicted generation, it's possible to have an entire relationship without ever talking to the object of your affection. I was witness to one such exchange with my daughter and her former "bf."
My son has a girlfriend with whom he texts back and forth from morning to night. I've never met this creature, and suddenly she -- not me -- is the center of his emotional world.
Po Bronson's new book, NurtureShock: New Thinking About Children, debunks the worthiness of praise, preaches that sleep is a critical piece of learning, and -- most devastatingly -- sets forth the notion that 98 percent of all kids lie to their parents (it's a great read, as long as you have a strong cocktail by your side).
As I ungracefully lugged around a double stroller, overflowing with two kids under three, a diaper bag, and a purse, I remember an older (more elegant) friend murmuring "little kids, little problems; big kids, big problems." The implication was that what I was handling was purely physical. Lady, get real!
A few years ago, it was easy to tell my eighth grader that she was too young for Facebook.