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As a rule, I try not to let my children watch the news. That's a difficult thing to do in a house where the news pays the bills.
Aysu Basaran
It's the typical mom thing. Lately there's been no time to take care of myself. I've been working, tending to sick children and in general not having very much fun.
When you have young children, there's no shortage of artwork! But there's one tiny little picture that makes me smile each and every time I see it.
Aysu shares her families favorite recipe for pumpkin cake. Check back here each day this week for more favorite holiday recipes from Go Ask Mom bloggers.
It's a constant struggle for moms who work out of the home: What do you do when you're running out of vacation or sick days and your child comes down with something?
Being the mom of three daughters can be expensive. One of the ways I save money is by going through a process I call "shifting down." It's our family's system of organizing hand-me-downs.
What's the one thing you could use more of but can never get as a busy mom? Time!
Getting organized is no easy task, especially when you are a busy mom! Recently I put some time aside to get serious about keeping track of our family's schedule.
It's official. I'm a soccer mom minus the minivan.
Homework headaches. Most moms know what those are. For me, they're about teaching my nine-year-old daughter to be responsible for herself.
Our family is part of a group of people that others refer to as "transplants" to the area. That means when we say "home," it's in another city, another state.
Beyond death and taxes, our family is learning there’s one more certainty in life... change.
It finally dawned on her at the dinner table. My four-year-old daughter picked up a piece of steak and asked, "What animal is this Mommy?" I responded, "a cow."
Aysu has a system for remembering those precious moments with her kids.
It's funny how the family dynamic changes when one of the children has a play date or a function. The other two children are forced to be together -- like it or not.
I've been getting into trouble with Mama Basaran these days. She doesn't say so, but I know she's not very happy with me. The reason... I don't call enough.
You hear it all the time. I'm the oldest. I'm the youngest. I'm the middle child. Does birth order really matter?
I'm not trying to brag or anything, but I consider myself pretty internet savvy. After 16 years in television newsrooms, I ought to be good with a keyboard and a connection. Then came summer break 2010
While we do our best to encourage them to save, save, save, it seems like they just want to spend, spend, spend... especially their allowance.
It was a pretty typical parent-teacher conference until Aysu reads the essay her nine-year-old wrote about her grandfather.
No matter how well behaved children are, they're still at least ten decibels louder than most adults even when they whisper. And in my case, you then multiply that number by three.
No matter how much my kids do, it seems like there’s always one more thing they haven’t tried.
With three children, I've read my fair share of children's books. Having read so many books aloud to my children for the past decade, there are very few that make an impression. Sure I have a few oldies but goodies I consider my favorites, but I can count them on one hand.
The other day I heard one of my children say she wished she had a money tree. I immediately said, "Don't you mean, you wish you had a giving tree?"
It's like a dream come true when Aysu's four-year-old announces she's going to organize her room. Actually ... not so much.
