I pinched myself. Could it be that the entire Shafer crew is cooperating, smiling— and genuinely happy? Could…
So I’m not a tzadeikes, I shot back to my ever-present faultfinder. I haven’t got bottomless reservoirs of…
Hashem, there are nine whole unstructured hours left until Havdalah! I cried inwardly. How many more times can…
“Ultimately, it’s a risk-benefit analysis,” Dr. Blakely summed up. “For a child with a true attention deficit, it’s…
Shira’s face hardened, and with each muscle twitch, I watched the day’s progress unravel
It wasn’t the first time I’d heard of the study. Yet somehow, tonight, the message rang with an…
How in the world am I supposed to lather this child with love, offer even a semblance of…
Get a grip, I told myself. This is not a beauty pageant
Daniel— usually the patient one— gritted his teeth. “Does she ever turn off?” he muttered
The thought of six days without my fireball was so tantalizingly sweet that it was embarrassing
If this ain’t a message from Him, my inner voice pronounced, then what is?
The room became suddenly quiet. Thirty mothers and daughters looked my way
Mom is supposed to be a rock. If I can completely deplete her with just one tantrum, what…
