Author Archives: Caitlin's Concepts

About Caitlin's Concepts

Mom to 4 boys and drowning in a sea of testosterone!

Teaching Respect Without Respect…?

This is the e-mail that I received from my six year old’s teacher this afternoon… I’m actually livid at the moment, so if my response to her doesn’t say enough, I apologize. But only half-heartedly. Because I stand fully behind … Continue reading

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Mommy Dearest

I received this letter from my mother when I was 27 and filing for divorce. I was livid and fired off a scathing response first thing, hitting send without any reservation, severing my ties with her for good. Excerpts from … Continue reading

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Too Slow

His face was etched with malice. She cringed. Why was he always so angry? He approached slowly, intently. She backed away with equal intent. Too slow. He lunged. ____________________ This post was written in reponse to a prompt by Write … Continue reading

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The ADHD Puzzle

We have set my 7 year old up with therapy appointments. I’m pretty sure, at this point, that the ADHD comes from both sides of my family, having had the time to reflect on things. The woman doing my son’s … Continue reading

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Autocorrect Fails: They’re Blazing Tasty

Anyone who has seen my Twitter rants knows that I was less than pleased with the phones that we had purchased last year. coughSamsungAcclaimcough Finally someone listened and helped us along with a trade-in for two new phones… which are … Continue reading

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Wordless Wednesday: Myth vs. Reality

The Myth The Reality I guess at least no one was punching, kicking or hitting anyone.

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Loud and Clear

I watch as the water runs in a compilation of rapid rivers from the kitchen faucet. My wrist reveals what I’d already known from the thousand times I had checked it before: not too hot; not too cold. The tiny … Continue reading

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