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Having 20 kids doesn’t appeal to me. But what those kids are learning does.

There is something worse than poop on the walls.

Is it just one more day to cram too many things into?

Not my daughter. Not yet anyway.

Sometimes, the head and the gut get their signals crossed.

My daughter (soon to be 9) wants to call friends. Uh, is this OK?

I realize I don’t write about my son much. Here you go.

School pics these days can be touched up. Not so back in the day. Check out mine.

A twin, I’ve realized my daughter will never know the joy (and occasional agony) of having a sister.

Is your daughter too pretty to do homework? Mine either.

Maybe the extreme discipline some moms have doled out isn’t so evil after all.

I wouldn’t have to yell, but I don’t want the neighbors to think the children are home alone.

What would it be like to never have kids – and never want them?

I miss that chance to start anew we used to get after summer vacation from school.

I like one of my kids better than the other. Don’t you?

Accommodations for people with disabilities must be reasonable. A girl with no legs cannot be a cheerleader.

Teaching my daughter about how the world works isn’t an easy task.

When it comes to finding the right mix of my career and the rest of my life, it often seems impossible.

And here is how I, an extrovert, love him.

I’m not as influential as I thought in the online world, but it doesn’t matter.