Strong-willed children and thatched roofs: A word for weary parents

I told my husband he could name our son. (Of course, I retained veto power. I don't play that fast and loose.). But since I had basically, pregnancy-empowered, declared by decree the name of our second child, it was technically his turn when our third came along. "William," he said. "Will." "Okay," I said as I thought … Continue reading Strong-willed children and thatched roofs: A word for weary parents