The Department of Agriculture has released its annual report on the cost of raising children, and the upshot is what you probably already know: It’s expensive.
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I want to tell the Pine Bluff/Jefferson County community about a woman of virtue. She was an exceptional person, full of the spirit of God and much wisdom.
It’s easy to think about childproofing when you have little ones under foot all the time. It’s easy to forget about it when you don’t.
To judge by this summer’s banner policy proposals, the most important question for higher-education reform right now is giving students easier access to loans. But evidence from Canada suggests those changes won’t address the greater need: Getting more kids from poor families into college, the key to moving up in an increasingly unequal society.
Joshua, God’s servant, the leader of God’s chosen people Israel who succeeded Moses, his mentor, was growing old and knowing the character and the attitudes of his people was compelled to call them together. (Joshua 24: 14-14)
Since July is my birthday month, I guess I should write something about the past three-score and one anniversaries of the date. Actually, my very first memory is of my fourth birthday party. I have a vague recollection of playing “Drop the Handkerchief” and “London Bridge” and a birthday cake served on the front porch with presents. In 1947, we didn’t know about party themes, pizza/game parlors, or inflatable rentals for the lawn.
We focus so much on babies’ eyes when they’re born. Right after parents share the name, weight and length details on their new bundle of joy, the next questions from friends are usually about the infant’s eyes. What color are they? Are they open and alert? Closed tight and sleepy? Do they look like Mom’s or Dad’s?
When Ronald Lee Haskell was accused of killing six members of his ex-wife’s family in Texas this month, I wondered how long it would take for a news report to suggest that the suspect had “snapped.” The scope and horror of the crime — the victims included four children ages 4 to 14 — meant it took a little while for this media narrative to show up. But there it was, two days later, familiar from innumerable stories of domestic violence that end in murder. An Alaska TV station gathered the observations of childhood friends, who described the youthful Haskell as funny, compassionate and religiously devout, then cited one friend’s observation that “Haskell must have snapped.” The reporter let the description hang there, and closed the piece, as if a single verb said it all. Rarely does a single word attempt to explain so much and fail so completely.
I couldn’t even begin to count the number of children I have seen critically injured in all-terrain vehicle crashes in my 20-plus years as a surgeon at Arkansas Children’s Hospital. But I can tell you what I almost always hear from their parents: They wish their child had been wearing the right helmet or been better educated on how to ride the vehicle safely.
She never wore a frilly cap. She never wore a ruffled white apron over a black uniform with matching shoes because she wasn’t a real maid. Most of all, she was my babysitter and friend. She wore dresses she had sewn herself from feed sacks and navy felt house shoes when her feet ‘got to botherin.’ She was a heavyset woman with a large lap and bosom to cradle my head. She always smelled of Faultless Starch and I thought it was the best smell in the world. Her name was Willie Mae. And I loved her.