He’s a 25-year-old Omaha guy who plans to blog about life as a single dad.
No offense to any octogenarians out there. I’m just not ready to be you yet.
So, here we are, staring at Easter already and… more candy.
She intended to work with children, but her love for health and fitness ultimately took over her career ambitions.
“Mom, what’s a lesbian? … Someone at school called me one, and I want to know what it is.”
It’s time to dust off those shelves that never see a dust rag, clean out those kitchen cabinets and my clothes closet.
Tag Archives: children’s books
Illustrator David Catrow will be at The Bookworm 6 p.m. today.
The beloved book and TV character celebrates milestone birthday.
A few months back, I wrote a story for the Omaha World-Herald about Skippyjon Jones.
The Skippyjon Jones children’s book series is wildly popular among tots and tykes. But during a library visit, his eyeball fell out of its socket, scaring dozens of children.
Alejandra, my 4-year-old, was one them. She’s still hesitant to read any of his books.
Teaching children about their bodies and boundaries can be difficult topics for parents.
But discussions of inappropriate touching, feelings and boundaries are necessary.
So why not explain with a book? It’s a great away to share what you’re comfortable with and begin the conversation with your child.
Click the headline for a few book suggestions.
I grew up with the wild things.
I first met them as a second grader searching the school library for a new book.
My fingers fell upon Maurice Sendak’s “Where the Wild Things Are”, a book that triggered my imagination in a way that I had never felt before.
I spent hours at home flipping through the pages. The illustrations were so vivid that the characters — from a disobedient Max to the terrible monsters that gnashed their teeth — stuck with me. To be honest, I was kind of frightened by them.
Click the headline to read more.
Is it cool for a grown woman to admit she can’t wait to see cows type? I hope so.
My 5-year-old son’s class is going on a field trip to see “Click, Clack, Moo” at the Rose Theater, 2001 Farnam St. I signed up to help drive and chaperone, but I confess I’m just as excited as Sean is to see this play. And he’s pretty excited.
Nearly every morning since the field trip was announced, one of the first things he does is ask is if this is the day for the field trip. And I’m almost as disappointed to tell him “no” as he is to hear it.
But the day is coming soon.
(Click on the headline to read more from Pam Miller-Jenkins who wrote a guest blog for Momaha.)