It is happening. Summer, despite the heat suggesting otherwise, is already ending. School is starting again, and with it the new clothes, supplies, schedules and everything that summer is not. The kids have not stretched enough, they are still working on the art of laziness, and needless to say, they are not thrilled. Not all change is wanted or welcome.He had his hands up, innocent and obvious, but the shouts kept coming and they were followed by the bullets. There was a camera. There were witnesses. Everything was black and white. And he was dead, just like the man last week, the woman a … [Read more...]
My son's room is a perpetual mess. Hey, he's 7, I don't blame him. My office is a mess, too. And I'm 7.29 times older than he is!But last week, when I could no longer find the covers on his bed because of the layers of stuff strewn across it, I felt enough was enough. (My office is almost at that point, but not quite.) I resolved that we had to clean it up.So we spent his pre-bedtime activities (usually spent reading) by clearing his bed, putting toys away, throwing away broken toys, shoving Legos into boxes. We are in frenzied activity mode .. well, I was. I was pulling everything off … [Read more...]
"My children may no longer need all of the things that nobody actually needs despite the endless ads they spread across the online parenting space, but they are still kids. And I’m still a parent, hairline be damned. Are we not an audience?"
+ + +I recently turned 45, which, if you do the math, is legally dead in Internet years.I wouldn’t have believed it, seeing as I have made my living off said Internet for over a decade and, most days, I feel like I’m still breathing, albeit heavily. But the facts don’t lie.For instance, just days after my … [Read more...]
I knew the parting had begun when a “playdate” became “hanging out.”
+ + +Have you ever been turned into an audience? That is how my tween daughter, Lindsay, and I started feeling a few years ago when my teen daughter, Lauren, began squabbling with her mother more frequently.During one of their particularly heated exchanges in our upstairs bathroom, Lindsay sat on my bed with me and said, “This is interesting to watch.” With a chuckle and a pass-the-popcorn gesture for me to move over so she could enjoy the show more comfortably, she added: “It’s … [Read more...]
My 14-year-old daughter and I were chatting at dinner the other night, and I was getting my daily news roundup about her day: school, friends, teachers, whatnot. In the course of our conversation, I asked how her friend Abby was doing. When I did, my daughter leveled me with a stern, reprimanding look.Now that we’re into the teen years, I get that look a lot. It usually means I’ve said or done something irretrievably dumb.“What?” I asked.“Do you realize what you just said?” she asked with a frown.“What? What did I say?”“You referred to them as ‘she.’”“Them who? I was … [Read more...]