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Posted
Friday, November 13, 2009 10:45 AM
| By
Samantha Henig
A post from DoubleX Staff:
This morning, I told my kids about the no complaining project, pledged
to try it—and then promptly launched into a description of an expense
form I had to fill out that was driving me crazy. My husband reminded
me of my promise. But my 9-year-old son Eli pointed out that I wasn't
whining—I was explaining a problem, and this should be called an
"explaint." I like it. I also found that, duly categorized, my rant
turned more rational and moderate. I worked myself out of a lather
rather than into one ... (Read the rest of this article in DoubleX.)