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First days of puppyhood: week 1 with Brady

Brady Blue has finally arrived… and so far, he’s lived up to the hype.

After years of our children prodding, pleading and praying, our 8 week old Golden Doodle puppy showed up last weekend, making dreams come true. The breeder drove him and 4 of his siblings from Michigan to their new homes in Pennsylvania and New Jersey.  Wilson and I were away, so some generous friends offered to take him for the first night. (Shout out to the Backers– hope he left only memories and not puddles and teeth marks!)

As I’ve mentioned before, neither Wilson nor I had a dog growing up, so this was a big step and we anticipated a huge adjustment.

Before his arrival, I shook down dozens of friends for insider tips on care and training. I eagerly read the terrific book “Good Owners, Great Dogs,” and spent over an hour perusing the aisles at PetSmart.

1st trip (of many) to Petsmart for new puppy on carpoolcandy.com

1st trip (of many) to load up at Petsmart

The groundwork reminded me of being pregnant the first time, under the illusion that the best gear and thorough research would prepare me for anything.

But new living things– both furry and bald– are unpredictable. You’re never quite ready. But they’re so sweet, innocent, and helpless, your nurturing instincts kick in and you quickly forget what life was like without them.

We all fell in love right away.

10-year-old Aden– who pushed the hardest for the pup– has been extremely attentive and earnest in helping me train him.

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A boy and his dog

Like an infant, the first few days were bliss. He cuddled and slept and smelled good. Every little noise and expression was adorable. By day 3, his personality came out and he became more brave, adventurous, and defiant. Now he’s going up stairs, teething on shoes and doesn’t need to be sitting on my feet all day (although it slowed me down, I loved that ephemeral phase.)

He doesn’t like the crate much. He resists going in and if you can get him in, he cries as soon as you close the door. It hurts to hear him cry so I don’t leave him in there much during the day when I’m home, but he sleeps in the crate near our bed at night.  Wilson and I have been strong badass parents. We don’t give in and let him out, and the crying has dissipated each night.

Last night– his 5th away from home– he only cried for 5 minutes and slept a glorious stretch from 11:30p to 6:20am. We’re on a puppy roll.

It took a few days to find a routine, but he sleeps a lot during the day so I’ve been able to get some work done when he naps and try to take him out every 2-3 hours and after every meal. He has met many kids and adults and is friendly and mellow.

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Brady exhausted after his morning romp

He can be affectionate, especially in the morning. I never thought I would enjoy a dog licking my face. Whenever I saw other people receive a tongue lashing I thought it was gross, but a peck from my pooch is now sweet. Plus, I know exactly where that tongue has been. He hasn’t had all his shots yet so he can only go in our backyard and the house.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s a lot of work. I get so frustrated when he has an accident in the house, mostly because it means I’ve fallen down on the job, and missed an opportunity for a teaching moment.  But there’s always another pee coming my way.

He has little bursts of activity where he goes nuts with a toy or a blanket, rolling over and growling while wagging his cute little white tail. But after about 10 minutes he’s spent and passes out.

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There are certainly similarities between taking care of a puppy and a newborn but puppies are much easier. When I need to leave or get something done, I put him in a crate. He eats and drinks on his own. And he’s as cute and lovable as a newborn (let’s face it, some babies look like little, wrinkled old men, but there’s no such thing as an ugly puppy!)

And I didn’t have to carry him for 9 months or forego sushi and wine.

Look at this face.

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I’m sold.

Summer of the rainbow loom

In July I had lunch with some friends who were talking about what gifts to bring their daughters for visiting day at sleep away camp. I was only half-listening– because I have sons who don’t go to sleep away camp– but they mentioned something about a Rainbow Loom.

Then one day my 7-year-old came home with a wrist full of rainbow rubber. Some girls on his day camp bus were madly making these bracelets and all he had to do was request a few colors and the next day, another one would appear on his arm.

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I started to spot the loom-lets everywhere. Boys and girls of every age, moms, dads, even some guy sweating in front of me in yoga class.

It’s a bonafide trend.

I always wonder how that happens so quickly. I remember the Silly Bandz craze a few years ago, but the Rainbow Loom takes it a step further because instead of just buying and collecting, kids create them. The small, plastic loom comes in a kit with a crochet hook and hundreds of tiny, colored rubber bands, that you somehow weave into accessories.

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The product is the brainchild of Michigan inventor Choon Ng, who created the Rainbow Loom in his basement as a family project with his two daughters, Teresa, 15, and Michelle, 12, and his wife, Fen Chan.

They started selling it locally about a year ago, but when national giant Michael’s craft store picked it up, the kit took off. The looms and rubber band refills have been bouncing off the shelves, often requiring Michael’s and other toy stores to put customers on waiting lists.

Tutorials have popped up on YouTube to guide loomers to create different patterns like starbursts, fishtails, zigzags, rain drops, and diamonds. Crafty friends say looming is fun and can even be meditative.

Rainbow Looming is apparently crafter’s nirvana.

I love a trend that’s genderless and ageless.  7-year-old Eli has a birthday coming up and he wants his own loom. He’s excited to create bracelets with the colors of all his favorite sports teams.

That’s as close to crafty as we’re gonna get.

Have you or your kids caught the looming bug? Tell me in the comments.

Love to travel, hate to pack

We’re going away this week which is great. But it’s difficult for me to get excited about a family vacation until I’ve driven away from the house and can’t grab just one more snack, shoe, beauty product, magazine, recharger, etc. etc. etc.

I’m the queen of packing procrastination. I’m writing this blog right now so I don’t have to face my empty suitcase.

I’ve gotten better at it over the years.  My mother used to laugh at me because she could always find me up at one am,  the night before a trip, sitting in a heap of clothes, refolding t-shirts and filling tiny bottles with shampoo and conditioner.

Now I start days in advance, but somehow still never get it done until we’re about to walk out the door. I have a packing list on my computer that I adjust and print out for every adventure. But despite decades of destinations, I’ve never perfected my packing skills because I get overwhelmed by the task of gathering everything we might need, and I hate to commit to clothes ahead of time.

Sure, I’ve read all the women’s magazine articles telling me to choose an outfit a day with a basic color scheme and then add a few versatile pieces. But I hate deciding every ensemble in advance, and as you may know from previous blogs, I live in fear of the “what if,” and need to be prepared.

Wilson is an anxious traveler. He lays the luggage on our bedroom floor a week before we leave, packs three days ahead,  and then disdainfully reminds me of our departure time 5 times a day until we leave.

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Wilson’s suitcase is on the left

My three boys (ages 7, 10, and 13) love to pack because it gives them a sense of independence. Using my printed list as a guide, they quickly lay out clothes on their beds and never think about it again. Their singularly focused male brains never wonder if they brought the right clothes for a change in weather,  or worry about remembering enough underwear.

They just don’t care.

Someone has to care! The pressure of being responsible for everything for everyone on vacation can be paralyzing.  Trying to remember everything we might need during a week away from home keeps me from filling the bags.

It’s amazing how many distractions I can create to dodge my duffel.  Some seem reasonable– like making sure I have the exact same ratio of cheddar Goldfish to pretzels in each child’s snack bag, or finding lost pieces of games we will bring but never play. Others seem irrational, like choosing today to get to the mall to return something  that’s been sitting on a chair since March…or cleaning makeup brushes and recycling magazines.

The last 12 hours before departure are frantic and tense but the luggage gets packed for Wilson to zip up and load into the car. (I can’t bear the finality of zipping.)  We get on the road and about 15 minutes into the ride I finally relax.

The only thing worse than packing for a trip is unpacking when you get home. As if it’s not bad enough that your vacation is over, you are blessed with 5 loads of laundry.

But I’m not going to think about that now. I’ve got much more procrastinating to do.

What’s in a name? Puppy watch 2013 is on

You people love your dogs, don’t you?

I toil away on my blog posts and then eagerly put them on Facebook and Twitter in hopes they will strike a chord with readers and maybe start a conversation. On a good day I might get 2 to 5 comments on the blog and/or Facebook.

We were having an ongoing family argument over what to name our new puppy last week, so I threw up a question on Facebook soliciting male dog names.  Do you know I got 43 responses… and they’re still coming in?!

You’re all crazy for canines!

Never having been a dog person, I didn’t realize how much people love to prattle about their pooches. Even a casual mention about entering puppyhood and I instantly have 3 iPhones in my face featuring scores of photos of dogs in various poses.

(Bow) Wow!

People who never say a word to me at work rushed to my desk this week to see a picture of my puppy online. I was at a party this weekend and my friend’s college roommate came running over breathlessly asking me if we’d come up with a name yet after reading my query on Facebook.

Humans really dig their dogs.

We were on the fence about female or male and after asking around I discovered there are good reasons to get both so we went with personality over gender.

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2 weeks old

The breeder put up photos and a brief description of each dog’s characteristics and families got to choose which dog they wanted, in order of deposits paid. We fell for one, and had two backups, but all 3 of our choices were gone right away.

After some jockeying and emergency family meetings, we decided on the boy puppy with the white collar. Isn’t he cute?

Our breeder says he’s lighthearted, loves to play, curious, smart, and  happy-go-lucky. He’ll fit right in.

As for a name? Those Facebook responses suggested everything from the mundane (Brad, Norman, Steve)…to the traditional (Fido, Rufus, Buster, Spike) … to the cutesy (Smiley, Honey, Sassy) …to the personalized (GoBlue, Shea, Cougar — people know my boys like sports.)

One lady even suggested “Payphone.”

We went through a site full of names and finally agreed on Brady.

The boys liked it because it’s after Tom Brady, who played for Michigan, and Brady Hoke, the Michigan football coach. I liked it because it’s after the “Brady Bunch,” one of my all-time favorite shows.  (See my about page here for the story on how all my kids are named after pop culture characters.)

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Brady at 4 weeks

So we have chosen and named our puppy.

Stay tuned for his arrival. Many more adventures to come.

Everyone with a kid under 18 should read this book

I reviewed a book for the AP that comes out this week called  “The Big Disconnect: Protecting Childhood and Family Relationships in the Digital Age” by Catherine Steiner-Adair with Teresa H. Barker. I choose the books I review and although this one was wonky for me, I was curious about the topic, and frankly, scared that I would find out how technology is wrecking my kids.

I was right to be afraid. And you should be too.

The book explains exactly what happens to the wiring in our kids’ brains when they use technology too much, especially at younger ages. This includes everything from letting your kids play games on your phone so they’ll be quiet through a meal…to endlessly i-Chatting or Skyping with friends.

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Overexposure to technology can also adversely affect the development of social skills because kids literally aren’t learning how to have face-to-face conversations. They’re missing big concepts like social cues, learning how to infer emotion from facial expression, and having the courage to speak for themselves spontaneously.

The book is filled with compelling stories the author gathered in her years as a psychologist and advisor to schools. One is about how teen girls don’t like to argue in person or even over the phone because it doesn’t give them time to think of a good comeback, and makes them uncomfortable.

We don’t know yet what kind of world we’ll have when the first generation of texters grows up and can’t look each other in the eye or resolve conflicts in person.

Yikes.

My review is below. I usually just link out to my reviews, but this is a book you may not hear about, and it’s worth your time. You don’t need to read it cover to cover– although you may want to–  but skim it. The teen chapters are so interesting and provide discussion points and specific suggestions on how to talk to your kids about tech use, and other touchy subjects like sex and internet porn, social media, and handling online friendships.

I’m going to require my 13-year-old to read those chapters because some of the stories will scare him out of his Nike Elite socks.

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Finding family connections without a search engine                                                      ‘The Big Disconnect’ helps parents & kids navigate the digital world 

Most children can’t comprehend a world without the Internet and technology, so it’s up to parents to teach them how to use screen time wisely, even if it means stashing their own smart phones to do it.

The new book, “The Big Disconnect: Protecting Childhood and Family Relationships in the Digital Age” by Catherine Steiner-Adair with Teresa H. Barker, warns that our rampant use of technology is jeopardizing family connections vital to every child’s well-being.  

Steiner-Adair is a clinical psychologist who teaches at Harvard Medical School and has a practice working with children and families. In her extensive research, she cites hundreds of sources, and interviews more than 1,000 children (ages 4 to 18) and hundreds of parents and teachers from diverse backgrounds. It’s a lot of information to download, but the author presents it in an organized way, separating chapters by children’s ages, and including scores of real anecdotes to illustrate her points. The candid responses from children– particularly teens– about their feelings when faced with technology dilemmas are eye-opening.   

Steiner-Adair offers startling statistics on how much kids are using technology, and calls the fast takeover of tech a “revolution” that‘s subverted family life.  The book isn’t a condemnation of technology, and actually points outs some of its virtues. Steiner-Adair suggests video games can connect kids with peers and promote strategic thinking, video chats with relatives far away can reinforce family ties, and online friends can provide a healthy sense of belonging. 

But too often children are choosing technology over imaginative play, reading, and establishing real relationships through conversation and screen-free time. Many parents feel out of control when it comes to setting limits for tech use– especially when kids say they need it for homework. Steiner-Adair warns that parents who choose not to pay attention are doing a disservice to their children. She provides discussion points that require kids to commit to transparency and respect for the privilege of computer use. 

The book’s tone is not preachy or judgmental, but compassionate, suggesting we’re all in this together so let’s talk and find solutions. It’s a slow read and requires patience to digest the research, but the author shares fascinating true stories from kids, parents, and educators she’s helped through many technology-related crises.

Kids need time and attention to thrive, but too often a connection is lost because parents are “lured away by the siren call of the virtual world,” the author says. Children as young as toddlers see screens as rivals, but also learn to covet them like their parents. Steiner-Adair recommends parents set a good example by shutting down the iPad and TV at designated times, to demonstrate a family commitment to human communication.

The information on how overexposure to technology can affect a child’s brain and social skill development is alarming. But the last chapter of the book– which should be required reading for all parents—advocates moderation and includes many specific suggestions for ways to bond as a family without technology.

The Big Disconnect” offers terrific parenting advice that transcends technology, tackling issues like self-identity, navigating friendships, and sex. Its message is not exclusive to kids, but aimed at every family member: stay connected to people and nature as often as possible. As Steiner-Adair says, “Instead of plugging into ear buds, listen to yourself, find your inner GPS, Google search your own life experience, plug into your soul.” 

 

You can’t put a price on self-esteem

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This morning I volunteered at an annual event to help economically disadvantaged kids get new clothes and school supplies.

The Back 2 School Store is run by the Essex County Section of the National Council of Jewish Women— a formidable bunch of dames who make life better for women and children in Northern New Jersey.

I helped three adorable 5-year-olds–  Shirley, Imani, and Izquiel– stuff their bags with a snazzy new outfits plus coats, hats and gloves, and a backpack teeming with personal care products, notebooks, markers and everything they’ll need for kindergarten in the fall.

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I set aside this August Sunday every year because I know how great it feels to watch the kids embrace their experience. As the mom of three boys, it’s also a thrill to share my enthusiasm for shopping with an exuberant girl.

Another useful aspect of the event is the family resource center set up for the caregivers. Representatives from at least 20 agencies provide services and information on important wellness and social issues to people who might not otherwise have access. There were medical professionals doing glucose and eye tests, and leaflets on nutrition, lead poisoning and choking.

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All reminders of how lucky I am to be able to take my kids to get new clothes, shoes, and school supplies…and regular medical checkups when they need them.

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I’ve volunteered for this program since it launched 5 years ago so I know that when I first meet the kids to help them shop, they’re anxious and fearful. Who wants to leave your parent and walk around with a strange grown-up in an unfamiliar place?

But, without exception, every time they leave the store, they’re beaming.

Look at these faces!

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They love their new stuff and the opportunity to choose everything themselves, as caregivers are not permitted in the store. The girls often pick every single pink item available– and the boys put outfits together with no regard for matching whatsoever.  The shoppers are trained to facilitate shopping, and keep our big mouths shut so the kids have complete autonomy.

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But it’s so not about the clothes.

The excitement of a shopping spree and the self-esteem they feel when they walk out is priceless.

If you want more info on all the great work NCJW does, check out their website at http://www.ncjwessex.org/

There’s more to BlogHer13 than free lube

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Last weekend I was in Chicago for the Super Bowl of blogging conventions: BlogHer.  This was my second year at the conference– last year it was in New York — and it was comforting to be surrounded by so many women who also stare at a computer screen for hours on end, trying to tell meaningful stories.

When I took out my favorite notebook — a spiral large enough to hold my pen, with blank pages and Andy Warhol-esque neon prints of the Mona Lisa on the cover–   I noticed  many others with unique journals filled with scribbled ideas and lists and thought, “These are my people.”

My highlights:

Pioneer Woman Ree Drummond at BlogHer13 on carpoolcandy.com

Inspirational speakers— The conference opened with a chat with Ree Drummond, better known as The Pioneer Woman.” Her talk was as funny, authentic, and heart-felt as her blog, punctuated by some of her famous photos. She moved from city life to a ranch in the middle of nowhere after falling hard for her husband. They make their home on the range with 4 kids and a menagerie of barnyard animals. Her blog has become so popular, she’s written several cookbooks and children’s books, and hosts a show on the Food Network, but  blogging is still her favorite endeavor. I wasn’t the only one inspired when she pointed out that she was sitting at a table at BlogHer just six years ago wondering what she was doing with her life.  And look at her now!

Facebook COO Sheryl Sandberg at BlogHer13 on carpoolcandy.com

Facebook COO Sheryl Sandberg at BlogHer13

Facebook CEO Sheryl Sandberg grabbed me with her message of empowerment. I was skeptical after all the press about her bestseller, “Lean In,” fearing it would make me feel like a failure because I left my TV career to spend more time with my kids. But I received the opposite message from her in person. She talked about how potent fear can be when it comes to women and success. Why are we so afraid of speaking up, taking risks, failing, succeeding? She also got extra points when asked what she does to de-stress, because her answer was watching well-written TV, like “Girls.” I liked her so much I’m going to read the book and will report back.

Queen Latifa was the emcee of Voice of the Year at BlogHer13

Queen Latifa was the emcee of Voices of the Year

Voices of the Year– Each year, bloggers submit posts and BlogHer chooses the best 100 of the year and 12 get to read their winning pieces at the conference.   The writing was poignant and represents a wide breadth of life experience. One called DIY is full of danger...” –about a mom who accidentally gave herself a raging case of hives while crafting– made me howl laughing.  There were also incredible posts on topics as varied as surviving cancer, being a gay Christian missionary, and parenting a child with suicidal depression.  The writers drew us in with their honesty, strength, and courage.

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Swag expo at BlogHer13 on carpoolcandy.com

Jamba Juice at swag expo at BlogHer13 on carpoolcandy.com

House of swag-–  What’s a convention without marketing and bags of useless swag? There was a football-field sized expo with booths looking to lure in bloggers with free stuff so they’ll promote their brands. With more than 4,000 women expected, marketers tried to create a lady’s paradise.

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You could try a new cell phone, take an aerobics class, get your hair and nails done, or try a bevy of beauty products. Munchies I tried included cake, candy, and yogurt, washed down with champagne.

Last year the smarties at Trojan handed out vibrators, sparking thousands of blog mentions (including mine,)  so this year…lubricant.

Trojan lubricant at swag expo at BlogHer13 on carpoolcandy.com

Who doesn’t want a picture standing next to a giant bottle of lube to blog about? Good times.

I learned stuff– Like any conference, there were some helpful speakers and sessions, and some duds. I marked up my paper schedule, and referred to the BlogHer13 iPad app like I was at freshman orientation. I don’t care if I was a blog nerd, I sacrificed a workday and a weekend, paid money, and flew to Chicago so I was going to squeeze all the valuable info possible out of my two days.  The talks on optimizing social media and getting writing published were extremely useful, and an identity discussion on how to measure success if you choose not to become a brand and seek out advertisers resonated with me.

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Meeting bloggers– I attended several sessions to help improve my writing, marketing and social media skills and was impressed by the success of many bloggers. I know how much time mine requires, yet there are myriad ways I could become more entrenched in the blogging community, and use Facebook and Pinterest to increase my numbers. These ladies plopped down their laptops, smart phones, and iPads, ready to get down to business, asking pointed questions while blogging, Tweeting, and taking notes simultaneously.

I met two savvy bloggers at one session who were beginners like me. I hope we’ll stay in touch and one day be chatting behind a podium as presenters on the “How My Blog Became a Book” panel, looking back on BlogHer13 and laughing at what rookies we were. Shout out to Amy at  AMyNameisAmy and Emily at Em-i-lis — let’s make it happen ladies!

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Chicago–It’s my hometown so part of my motivation was to stay with friends (thanks Sash!)  Sunny skies and 75 degree days, and watching bikers and runners on the lake always elevates my mood. Everyone looks like they’re having fun during summertime in Chicago. The food ain’t bad either.

Me time– It’s rare to have that much time to myself. I was able to catch up with friends, uninterrupted by persistent kid questions, carpools, and needs.  It was important to clear my mind a bit to absorb everything I learned and experienced at the conference.  The time away put me in a reflective mood and made me think about why I blog and what’s next.

There are no easy answers, but BlogHer13 sure got me thinking.

Puppy love!

Big news! (drumroll please)….. our puppy arrives September 7th!

For those of you following along, we’ve been debating whether to get a dog for a couple of years and finally decided to make it happen. It might have been the day I looked out the window and found 10-year-old Aden playing in the back yard with a cicada. (No joke!)

The poor kid really needs a pooch.

I started to do some research but I believe fate is what brought this puppy to us. I ran into a friend at a concert two weeks ago.  She has a beautiful 16-month old Golden Doodle named Dempsey who we met as a puppy who was very sweet and good with kids and other dogs.  She told me her breeder had just had a litter that week and had more puppies than expected.

Dempsey

Dempsey

Aden and I looked up the breeder on the web and liked the way they talked about the dogs– professional and affectionate, but not over the top. The site answered all my questions and had adorable pictures of their dogs and puppies.

The father of the puppies is an English Cream Golden Retriever and the mother is a Moyen Poodle named Zoey– the same name as our cousins’ dog whom we love. This English Cream breed of Golden Doodles have very light-colored, wavy hair that hopefully won’t shed too much, which is good for 7-year-old Eli’s asthma and allergies.

Every time I stopped someone on the street to ask what breed their cute dog was, 8 times out of 10 it was a Golden Doodle. Everything I read confirmed that they are social, great with kids, have a good disposition, and smart, so easy to train.  It seemed like a good fit for us.

We were sold.

Next we had to decide whether we wanted a male or female. I was leaning towards female to even out the gender in our family a bit. I read that females were more mellow in the puppy phase and more independent as adult dogs. Males can be more difficult to calm but loyal and affectionate.

We chose female because there were less girls in the litter, but I’m still on the fence. Our breeder says personality is much more important than gender so we’re checking the website regularly, where she posts information on each puppy. She gives them each different colored collars and takes notes on their behavior to get a sense of their personalities.

These are the puppies at about three weeks old. Still haven’t all opened their eyes yet!

new puppies!

I’ve bought a bunch of books and have been quizzing friends so I’m as prepared as possible for this big change in our lives. When I told a friend who just got a puppy a month ago that we put a deposit down and are expecting ours shortly she said “you may regret it on a  minute to minute level, but never a day by day level.”

I told her there will be no regrets, only puppy love from here on out.  How can you not love something that cute? Even if he is chewing my favorite shoes  and peeing on my rug. He/she will be a part of our family and you don’t mess with family.

I’m eager to hear your thoughts on boy or girl– as we may still have a choice– and also possible names. I welcome all advice as long as it’s positive. There’s no turning back now.

Carpool Candy secrets revealed

After blogging for more than a year, getting people to read it is always more challenging than writing.  Some of you are extremely loyal readers whom I adore, others are passersby who stumble onto Carpool Candy from a Google search and stay to poke around.

But I’ve realized that people don’t always understand how the blog works.

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I used to write a regular weekly column for an AOL/Patch website that was also called Carpool Candy, but I stopped writing that almost three years ago. I wanted to keep writing and sharing my stories so Carpool Candy the blog was born, hosted by WordPress.

One way to gauge a blog’s popularity is by how many followers it has. If you like Carpool Candy and hate to miss a post, you should become a follower. Look on the upper right corner of your screen and there should be a box that either says “you follow this blog” or asks you to sign up to follow it. All that means is you provide your email address and choose whether you want to receive an email every time I post (2-3 times a week) or once a week.

WordPress provides a stats page, which is a fascinating window into who’s reading my blog. I admit, I’m obsessed with my stats. I check them 3-4 times a day. I like to see what time of day people read posts most (usually morning,) and where they come from ( I get readers from all over the world, from Singapore to Ireland to Dubai, but 80% come from the US and Canada.)

I can also tell who found me on Facebook and Twitter, and who did a Google search. I have a list of detailed search terms that helps me see which posts are hitting best and which have longevity.  A post I wrote in March of 2012 about my son’s scavenger hunt birthday party is very popular and gets multiple hits every single day. My most popular post of all-time was the recent one I wrote about yoga, which got close to a thousand views in one day!

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The craziest story about my stats is when I wrote a post last summer about our family trip to Martha’s Vineyard. I mentioned a beach we went to that has a clothing-optional section. You’ll notice I’m not using certain words here because for several weeks after that post I was getting many hits a day from people searching the web for “(other words for) clothing optional and kids.” Creepy!

Thus far, I’ve made no effort to sell ads on my site. That’s partly because I thought I needed to bank content, and get a significant following before I went out and sold my product. But it’s also because the idea of marketing my work scares the snot out of me. My goal was never to make big money off the blog, but rather to write meaningful pieces that kept my writing muscle active, and could either help me get a paid entertainment/lifestyle writing job, or maybe a book deal.

A girl can dream, no?

My number of blog visitors and how many posts they viewed have increased significantly most months  (August/ December were my slowest)  but I wish they were higher.

When I see people I know, they frequently apologize for not being up-to-date on my blog.  That’s crazy!  I don’t expect anyone (except you, Mom!) to read every post. I have many blogging friends whose writing I love and I wish I had the time to read every word of every post, but it’s not realistic.

One of my fav bloggers at BlogHer12

One of my fav bloggers at BlogHer12

It’s more helpful for you to spread the word if you like a post, than read each one. My goal is to provide great content and find new readers and you can actually help with that. Here’s how:

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Tell me how you find the blog most often. Facebook? Email? Friend?

Tell me in the comments (or Tweet me @carpoolcandy)  which topics you click on most. Sappy kid stories? TV analysis? Social media stories? Party ideas? Books? I’m always surprised by which stories get play and which fizzle. Tell me why!

I’m attending a giant blogging conference this week in Chicago called BlogHer, where I hope to get more ideas for making CarpoolCandy even better and reaching more people.  5,000 opinionated women (and a few brave men!)  in one space should be informative… and loud.  Will report back next week.

Thanks for being the people who read CarpoolCandy!

Watching kids come into their own

One of the things I like best about summer is that our light-speed pace slows down a bit.  That gives me rare one-on-one time with my boys and the chance to notice special moments.

I was driving home from a baseball game in another town recently when we hit a roadblock. The directions I usually follow were now useless and I had to find my way back home on my own. I don’t love driving on a good day, so getting lost with a car full of kids as it’s getting dark was extremely anxiety-provoking.

13-year-old Jacob was in the front seat and snapped to attention as soon as I voiced my concerns. He began to talk me through several turns, predicting which landmarks were coming up so I could get my bearings. I was so turned around and edgy I doubted him at first, until I realized he completely knew where he was going and decisively led me back home.

Kids growing up

If Jacob had not been in the car, I would definitely have gotten flustered and either gotten lost, or pulled over to call Wilson or look up directions on my phone. (We don’t have a built-in GPS in the car because Wilson refuses to use one and calls it an unnecessary “crutch,” but I digress.)

I was wiping my sweaty palms on my shorts and rubbing the ball of tension out of my neck as the road ahead of me became familiar again. I smiled and looked over at Jacob.  A physical rush ran through my body of love and pride as I saw him at that moment with fresh eyes.  He was so grown up, so self-assured, so in control.

Last week, I took 10-year-old Aden to the zoo with some friends. He’s wild about animals and led us around the grounds with the enthusiasm of a cheerleader, and the  knowledge of an encyclopedia. He recognized scores of animals and rattled off distinguishing characteristics and behaviors, as if they were his pals.

Aden feeds a bird at the zoo

Aden feeds a bird at the zoo

He knows all this because he’s constantly reading books, watching shows, and studying animals. Watching him in action, speaking so authoritatively, was pretty cool.

We took  7-year-old Eli to a party Friday night on our street. The party hosts have younger kids so my older boys didn’t want to go.  I figured Eli would know several neighborhood kids there but wasn’t exactly sure who would show up. As always, Eli’s eyes lit up at the mention of a party, and he grabbed his shoes without ever asking a detail about guests, food, or how long we would stay.

Eli’s one of the most confident people I’ve ever met. He’s always taken on any social challenge with glee and gusto. New school or camp? No problem. Tagging along to watch his brothers’ games? He’s in. Attending any social event– from  dinner with friends to a giant party with no kids his age?  Bring it on.

That’s not how Wilson or I rolled as a kid. Heck, it’s not even how I roll now. I still don’t like going to new places or parties unless I have peops I can lean on.  I’ll do it, but it’s out of my comfort zone.

The whole world is Eli’s comfort zone. He has a big personality and has coasted on charm, no matter whom he encounters.  It’s fun to watch.

Click here for video of him at Jacob’s bar mitzvah, dancing in front of the entire room. Not a shy bone in his body!

Eli gets down at a recent party

Eli gets down at a recent party

I’d love to say it’s all because of my fabulous parenting. But let’s face it, I’m not a strong or experienced driver, I know nothing about animals and I still get nervous going somewhere where I don’t know people.

My boys are becoming their own people, with strengths and traits that have little to do with me or Wilson. As much as I hate how quickly they seem to be growing up, it’s aha moments like these that make parenting big kids gratifying.