By Rachel Silberstein for Raising Kvell
“NO BODY TALK!”
This
is the refrain commonly heard at Eden Village, a Jewish organic farming
camp, featured in the New York Times, where boys and girls can talk
about anything under the sun except their bodies.
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Monday, July 28, 2014
Monday, July 21, 2014
What Oh What Will My Parenting Style Be?
By Courtney Naliboff for Raising Kvell
Now that I’ve been a parent for a month, I’m hoping to see evidence of an emerging parenting style. Am I an Attachment Parent? Or am I Detached? What are my philosophies on where, when, and how the baby should sleep? Or eat? To wear or not to wear the baby?
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Now that I’ve been a parent for a month, I’m hoping to see evidence of an emerging parenting style. Am I an Attachment Parent? Or am I Detached? What are my philosophies on where, when, and how the baby should sleep? Or eat? To wear or not to wear the baby?
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Monday, July 14, 2014
Why I Bring My Kids to the Boston Pride Parade
By Emily Rosenbaum for Raising Kvell
“Bloody Mary party at 11 o’ clock!” a voice chirruped from the float to our left.
Lilah, skipping along beside me in her bobbing ponytail and little purple Keens, pulled on my arm. “Mommy, what’s a Bloody Mary party?”
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“Bloody Mary party at 11 o’ clock!” a voice chirruped from the float to our left.
Lilah, skipping along beside me in her bobbing ponytail and little purple Keens, pulled on my arm. “Mommy, what’s a Bloody Mary party?”
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Monday, July 7, 2014
Thank You to The One School That Found a Way to Include My Son
By Zimra Vigoda for Raising Kvell
“Our entire sixth grade class is going to Six Flags for the end of the year trip.”
A familiar feeling of anxiety overwhelmed me. I wasn’t concerned about the venue. I believe that 11-year-olds deserve plain, simple fun after a year of hard work. I had no concerns for their safety. I am not an overprotective, helicopter parent.
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“Our entire sixth grade class is going to Six Flags for the end of the year trip.”
A familiar feeling of anxiety overwhelmed me. I wasn’t concerned about the venue. I believe that 11-year-olds deserve plain, simple fun after a year of hard work. I had no concerns for their safety. I am not an overprotective, helicopter parent.
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