When I finally stopped mixing up the letters on my keyboard, I was introduced to programming languages and metal construction kits.
But what truly caught my heart were Minesweeper, Lego, and sneaking time with my mom’s punch cards. Plus watching my dad play Prince of Persia. Though, I had to wait a while for my own epic ending as my poor prince kept falling onto the spikes.
Later I became a mom — and spotted a major bug in the traditional parenting system. Input: commands, bans, raised voices. Expected on the output: kindness, cooperation, please-and-thank-you? That didn’t compute.
True to my developer roots, I went into reverse engineering, debugging and redesign.
The result? Parenting that actually works — without yelling, but with humor, curiosity, and a lot more love.