Beat the Boredom Blues with Acts of Kindness
Summer Time Boredom? Kids complaining about nothing to do? Kids Fighting? Beat the Boredom Blues and the “ME” Mentality! Encourage your kids to do acts of kindness that kids can do.
Kindness Kit
“Mom, Mom! That is Allie’s car!” Little Brother couldn’t contain his excitement; he had spotted his babysitter’s car in the parking lot. I looked over to where he pointed, and sure enough, there was her little blue bug. “Mom, get
Kick Off the New School Year with Kindness!
Three Tips To Start a New School Year Right — With Fun & Positivity Author: Jennifer Fischer 1. Focus on Family Dinners — Unplugged! The single most transformative thing we did as a family a few years ago was commit
Summer of Kindness
As I poured a new version of the pineapple Popsicle mixture into the molds, Little Brother waited patiently with the sticks, ready to place them in the mold. “Mom,” he asked. “Hmm,” I distractedly responded. “Can we made a deal?”
Sunday Acts of Kindness!
Rushing through the door, *almost* late for church, I realized I forgot to put food in the crockpot for dinner. “Oh, well. Looks like it is breakfast for dinner again.” Getting out the door hangs as a constant challenge we tackle
Creating Compassionate Problem Solvers
The smell of sweet roasted nuts mixed oddly with the aroma of pee and garbage. Gusts of hot air rushed through the grates in the ground as we walked down the sidewalks in San Francisco. Caught in a case of
When Bad Stuff Happens, We Start With Us
Fred Rogers always had a way to make us think. The following words of wisdom are repeated and shared when bad things happen in the world. “When I was a boy and I would see scary things
When Bad Things Happen, What Do I Tell My Kids?
Three Scenes of Questions Scene One Early on a Saturday morning this summer, I opened up the news feed on my computer, intending to check in before groggily going downstairs to see what we had to scrounge up for breakfast.
Helping Refugees with Your Kids
Big Brother gently pulled on my hand and whispered, “Mom, are they refugees?” Thanksgiving weekend was the first time that we crossed paths with a refugee from Syria. You know how it happened? A man and his son approached us in a
Help End Modern Day Slavery: Talking with Your Kids
Jamming to the radio in the car like we usually do afterschool, I hear my youngest pipe up from the backseat. “Mom, when are we going?” Little Brother (age 5) asks. “What?” I asked, confused. Driving down the road to get
