Well, this Amy Chua kerfluffle has got legs! I didn't think I was exactly ahead of the curve when I posted about her Wall Street Journal article a few days ago. But people are still discussing - agreeing or venting - about her take-no-prisoners parenting tactics. Now on the WSJ site: a rebuttal from the... Continue Reading →
Best of 2010… so far
I'm stepping down from my soapbox this week - behave yourself, Miley - to talk about one of my favorite albums so far of 2010. Broken Bells' self-titled disc has been on steady rotation in my car and in my brain since I bought it a few months ago (call me quaint - yes, therockmom... Continue Reading →
On the eve of her new album release, my open letter to Miley Cyrus.
It’s the real rockmom, for real
Will the real rockmom stand up? She'd love to, but she just caught her heel on her red satin train.
The Serious Business of Talent Shows
It was one of those lump in your throat moments. A flashback to my younger self and a bittersweet flash forward of a young girl growing up in front of my eyes. It was my daughter’s talent show. The Year 5 and 6 talent show was not meant for parents. But I happened to be... Continue Reading →