“Hey Dad, can you tell me a story about when you were little?” In our home, or more accurately in our car, the above is generally code for “Hey Dad, I feel carsick and am about to de-sanitize the driver-side head rest.” Ah, parenthood. Turns out that calming stories do occasionally come to the rescue….
What is it about reading aloud with the little ones that seems to pay in spades? Cope shares thoughts from our family’s beloved tradition of reading aloud and solicits your own thoughts and experiences. Come join the fun!
Join Cope and his oldest daughter on an adventure to meet the dinosaurs at the Natural History Museum, and find out why sometimes the best lessons are hiding in plain sight.
I grew up growing things. Some of my favorite memories of being little include growing alfalfa sprouts in a glass pickle jar on a window sill and running out to our asparagus field with a paring knife following a rain to collect yummy new shoots. (I know, I still have to remind myself not to run with sharp objects.) So when my oldest turned four I had to share the wonder. Read on to learn how to start your own growing experiment.
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