From the editor
I have so much to learn.
That’s what I keep thinking as I travel down the winding, wonderful road of...Read More
“It was like we had our daughter back.”
When I read those words while editing this issue, I think I had my first glimpse of what summer camp is really all about.
Camp is a big deal at Minnesota Parent — because it’s a big deal to our readers. But unfortunately I never actually went...Read More
At bedtime recently, my four-year-old son Kipton chose the book Pinkalicious: Pink or Treat. In the story, Pinkalicious, as the hero Pinkagirl, saves Halloween for all of Pinkville.
Before I started the book, I took a quick second to congratulate myself: Halloween...Read More
An astute man, a father himself, once said, “When a kid hits one year old, it’s like hanging out with a miniature drunk. You have to hold on to them. They bump into things. They laugh and cry. They urinate. They vomit.”Read More
Who would have thought that Her Majesty, Queen Noor of Jordan would share the stage with the Jonas Brothers? That renowned actor Mia Farrow and activist Martin Luther King III would warm the audience up for Carly Rae Jepsen?
In early October, I was able to experience a stadium-sized...
Have you ever wondered, “Where does all of the time go?” I was feeling kind of bad about dropping a pastime I used to enjoy quite a bit, but I just felt that I didn’t have the time to do it well anymore. I became curious about how I spent my time each week. What changed?
So, a few weeks...Read More
I honestly do remember being a kindergartner. Admittedly, much of what I remember about Miss Charlotte Gabrielson’s Concord Elementary class involved a blanket and a nap. Oh no—I know what you’re thinking. Yes, a blanket and a nap sound lovely right now. But back then it was the furthest thing...Read More
Recently, I arose at about 2:30 in the morning because our cat, Cleo, was having a fit about something. A bunch of meowing. Probably bored or hungry. As I walked from my bedroom, I saw a dim light on in my daughter’s room, glowing from under her door. I actually walked back to my bedroom...Read More
In March 1967, You’re a Good Man, Charlie Brown, a musical, premiered off-Broadway in New York’s East Village and lasted almost 1,600 performances, closing five years later. Within the year, it opened again, this time on Broadway; then had a revival in the late ’90s, and has been...Read More
My husband, Mark, and I both had childhoods filled with long summers running around our neighborhoods, he in the Excelsior area and I in Edina. He lived in a community dubbed Acorn Ridge, and while his family moved him away when he was 10, he still reminisces fondly about his time there....Read More
Sit down. We’re going to have a little talk. Being we are finally in the season of birds and bees, I honestly don’t think there’s a better time than now. To begin, if there is one thing I hope you take away from our little chat today, it’s that our own standards related to sexuality and...Read More
There are times when I wish I could turn back the clock, and look at my beautiful daughter as a baby again, or a toddler. Hold her in my arms, have her lean against me, and coo over her unmarred skin. I’d love to be able to look at her as she was then, and see how she is now, and marvel in the...Read More