Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

  • Falling into fall

    I know it’s not fall anymore, but I think this is just too cute and wanted to share. No flashing lights, no simulated sounds, no small plastic pieces – just pure, natural fun.  Makes me smile every time. Playing in the leaves: http://youtu.be/d6egwOmmB1U  

  • Potty Mouth

    Most parents cannot wait to hear their precious baby utter his or her very first word.  Mama or Papa would be the preferred choice, of course, but there are also many other acceptable selections like cat or car or bye-bye.  I think I can safely say that booger, tush, peepee, and butt are not amongst…

  • Independently My Way

    I want my son to play.  I want him to explore.  I want him to be independent.  I want him to learn.  But, I want him to do it my way… and that defeats the purpose. I am trying very hard to let go of the “right way” to play or paint or work on…

  • Car Hoarding

    I’m not a hoarder, really I’m not, though my husband thinks the tendencies are there.  But recently, I started wondering if I was starting to slide down that slippery slope.  My house still has floor space, I still throw things away… but then, I went to the car to look for something.  I knew the…

  • Please, Son, Can We Go to the Playground?

    It was 63 degrees in New Jersey today.  It’s February.  It shouldn’t be 63 degrees.  Following my son’s Kindermusik class, we drove 40 minutes back to our house.  Luckily, both kids napped in the car.  I didn’t want to go home.  It was gorgeous out.  We’ve been cooped up in the house all winter, mainly…

  • January 31, 2012, 5:00 am

    At 5:00 am on January 31, 2012, I was awakened by my daughter who needed to be nursed.  Though I am used to this and know that it’s a normal part of mommyhood, I was slightly annoyed because I was in the middle of a pretty good dream.  No sooner than I got her back…

  • Dinner for My Husband

    Dearest Husband, Remember when we were first married?  I never had the know-how or desire to cook before we were together.  Once we said our vows, I took to the kitchen with gusto.  I scoured the recipe books, shopped smartly for the finest and freshest ingredients, and spent hours preparing meals that were bursting with…

  • Good Mommy, Bad Mommy

      Every mother (or father) thinks she knows best on how to parent her own children.  Yet the shelves at bookstores are filled with books on how to get children to sleep, have proper nutrition, which way to parent, how and when to potty train, whether or not to vaccinate, and so on.  I should…