My decision to homeschool was partly inspired by my desire to have my children grow to know themselves before meeting the labels society had in store for them.

As our bowling dates grew into a weekly ritual, I realized how much we were gaining from these excursions.

I was pretty darned committed to this motherhood thing. Still am. But out of the smoldering heap where I left my feminism wafted an ember with a little spark left. And the spark whispered: Isn't there more?

The notion that the TV is neutral technology for communication, an objective lens on the world, is in this day frighteningly naive.

As I stood behind the group of children it became painfully evident that the majority of the people attending this event were as ill-prepared as my son and I.