I’m not saying all sixth graders should have a cell phone, just that ours should. Yours might need to have one, too, but I won’t judge you.
If you thought it was hard to ask a girl for her phone number in a bar when you were 21, try asking another grown man for his digits at the playground.
Among my summer goals is getting my kids to fold and sort their own laundry. Seems like the next logical step, since a major goal my wife and I have for our kids is for them not to live under our roof forever.
Do the kids write things on top of their kindergarten graduation hats like high school and college graduates do? Things like, “The real world starts now,” “Party time!” or “NAPS ARE DEAD TO ME!”
All I want is for my kids to be happy. Yet in this situation, my daughter’s happiness is taking a backseat to what hopefully amounts to a teachable moment.
The requirements of my job are changing. My kids now need me to do less for them. If they have outgrown me, then what do I need to do for them now?