Take my heart, please.

Take my heart, please.

Some mornings, as I leave for work, my daughter says, “Mommy, give me something from your bag so I can remember you!” I reach in and pull out a business card, a pen…anything will do really. It’s become a sweet little tradition between us. But...
Math is hard? No way.

Math is hard? No way.

No sooner did Team Umizoomi launch on Nick Jr. last year that my preschooler fell in love. Madly and deeply. Let’s say she occasionally insists on being called Geo, her favorite color has gone from purple to blue, and best of all, she’s excited about math....
Making breakfast a breeze

Making breakfast a breeze

School mornings get chaotic. Kids are running around, remembering things that were supposed to be put in their backpacks the night before. Shoes are untied while sandwiches are turned crustless. I get anxious just thinking about it. Oh, yeah. And you need to send the...