Over breakfast recently, I mentioned in an overtly casually-pass the toast-sort of tone that I needed to travel to Northern Virginia to look at boarding schools. “Where’s the marathon?” my long-suffering wife responded instantly. “I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I replied. “Ethical independent consultants have to
“I just got my SATs back: 680 math which is terrible; 650 critical reading which is even worse. I just don’t see myself getting into any of the schools I’m interested in. My counselor at school says that I don’t have a chance at Brown, that there is no point
Gathering at the hearth predates the Internet by 800,000 years. Gathering at the hearth predates communicating with symbols by 550,000 years. Gathering at the hearth predates an evolutionary adaptive increase in brain size by 300,000 years. Before you were you, before your ancestors had evolved into a species that could
Would you sell your 14 year-old daughter to marauders for $20 so you could score some drugs to support your careening habit? Of course not. Your child is less likely to be accepted to law school never mind live a contented life if she is employed as a forced sex
Theresa ‘s 11th grade transcript was admirable: Advanced Placement courses in chemistry, American History, and English each with a grade of A. Her SATs were strong, her ACTs even stronger. Although she was uncomfortable about her extra-curriculars–endless hours volunteering as a math tutor–I was able to reassure her that even
A number of my gentle readers* have inquired regarding my modeling advice. Not “Wear nice clothes to the audition,” modeling. Parents want to know how to combat the snares of process addictions. They want to know how to help their kids love reading (could it be as simple as just
Standing around the kitchen of a buddy of mine who had recently received a $350,000 MacArthur Genius Grant for his lifetime achievements in the field of poetry, it occurred to the few remaining guests that there are only so many ways to say “congratulations” and even fewer ways to say
No, not Sonny and Cher’s lesser known relative. Cui Bono is Latin for “who benefits?” Whose interests are served? Throughout your children’s development, keeping this query uppermost in your mind in your every interaction with them will make your kids more likely to grow up to be content, fulfilled, and
I don’t know what happened on December 6, 1941. I don’t know what led up to all that unpleasantness between the Hatfields and the McCoys. I don’t even want to think about what happened between you and your ex in the years leading up to the dissolution of your marriage.
My family and I enjoyed hosting Cornelius, a 15 year-old exchange student from Northern France, once we got over our nagging concern that we did indeed have the right child from the right country. “They all speak English fluently,” my thoughtful wife was told at the orientation meeting at the
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