This past week, Riley spent her first spring break at Girls, Inc. They had a really cool itinerary filled with various exercises and sports, including a trip to aerial yoga and a CrossFit gym. It was a week of workouts I have to admit I was a bit jealous of, and I was certain that she would come home with a new activity that she had fallen in love with. What would it be? Lacrosse? Soccer? Yoga? (more…)
I consider myself a pretty hip mom. Ali tells me that this belief in itself proves that I’m not. I may have to, begrudgingly, believe her considering what I learned this past week. I was schooled, yo.
I have a seven-year-old daughter who knows how to use my smartphone better than I do. I’m quite certain she was born with a skill set specific to her generation. While I have only one game for her on my phone and she’s allowed to play it only when I am with her, I still worry about her access. See, I’m hip to the dangers. But the dangers upped their game and I fell a bit behind. Have you heard of vault apps? If not, read on. If so, you totally get the Hip Mom Award and I want to be your friend.