by guest blogger Molly McClure This morning, the day after Trump got elected, we got to kindergarten early, and the kids got some time to play on the yard before class. I watched them running and laughing, trying to take…
by Sachi Feris I woke up at 5:37 AM to my 14-month-old’s cries. I went to check my phone, learned the news, and burst into tears. “This is impossible,” I kept repeating. “This cannot be.” I usually take the early…
by guest blogger Martha Haakmat My teenage daughters now tease me about the number of times the words “diversity” and “race” came up at our dinner table as they grew up in our family. My middle daughter does an imitation…
by Sachi Feris To read Part One of this post, click here. When I was little, I always claimed, somewhat proudly, that I was “a quarter Lebanese” and that “my dad was born in Cuba” perhaps because it made me different….
by Sachi Feris Like many children, my daughter’s first introduction to cartoon characters has been through marketing. She first met Dora, for example, on a band aid. A year ago, during a one-month stay in San Cristobal, Chiapas, Mexico, we…
by guest blogger Janet Alperstein After attending “Fiddler on the Roof” my eight-year-old Jewish Day School-educated son, made it his business to memorize the verse about the sons in “Tradition:” “At three I started Hebrew school, at ten I learned…
by guest blogger Jenny Levine-Smith This has been a dicey year to be a parent of young children. Along with many of you, I’ve been heartbroken, over and over again, at what I see and hear on the news: Americans…
by guest blogger Shannon Cofrin Gaggero Note: This is not a sponsored post. All opinions are those of the author. I’m always on the hunt for children’s books and toys that are diverse and feature individuals and families beyond the typical “white-and-heterosexual-as-norm” narrative. We…
by guest blogger Jennifer Harvey Dear White people, and particularly police officers and those who have police officers in their lives, I am White mother to my two White children. Now let me share a story: A few months ago, my nephew…
by guest blogger Courtney Woods It was just another moment in kindergarten, when the teacher (me) was ushering, begging, pleading that all the energetic and excited little bodies stop what they’re doing and come to the carpet for a story. There…
