Scene: 8 a.m. Early summer. Daughter’s room. Sunlight glinting through drawn shades. Daughter buried under her covers. Unmoving. Father enters. Me: Knock knock!Her: (Silence.)Me: Knock knock! Anybody alive in here?Her: (Slight shifting under covers.)Me: Goooooooood Morning! Rise and shine! It’s going to be a beautiful day!Her: (Muffled grunt.)Me: I don’t know about you, but I want to get out there and enjoy this spectacular weather! Who’s with me?!?!?!Her: Gorfmmmwm.Me: What’s that? Take your pillow off your face, I can’t hear you.Her: (Drawing pillow off … [Read more...]
Even on her most temperamental day, my daughter knows she has a father and stepfather who are with her, all the time, all the way. With her at the starting line, with her at the finish line. It’s true on race day every spring, and it’s true in her life.
+ + +I fly back to my hometown of Boulder, Colo., every Memorial Day weekend to run in its annual 10k race. While I’m sure the "Bolder Boulder" began as an actual competitive event, it’s transformed into a mobile festival that winds through the city's most beautiful neighborhoods. My husband and I have … [Read more...]
She may say she doesn’t care if kids make fun of her unshaven legs, but I say no one wants to have other kids sign her yearbook: “Have a great summer, Sasquatch.”
+ + +My 14-year-old daughter and I have the following argument every Sunday night about teen hygiene:Me: Did you do everything you need to do?Her: What do you mean?Me: You know what I mean. The list of things we talked about.Her: (grumble mutter grumble mutter)Me: It’s not a big deal. Just basic grooming stuff. We've talked about this.Her: You know, it’s really weird that … [Read more...]
Knock, knockMe: Hey there.Her: What.Me: Can I come in?Her: Do you need to?Me: Yes.Her: Want to take a minute and think about it first?+ + +Knock, knockHer: (No answer.)Me: I’m coming in, OK?Her: I’d rather you didn't.Me: I don’t want to talk to you through a door.Her: Really? Because I find it comforting.+ + +Knock, knock(Opening my door and sticking my head in.)Me: Hey. I need you to pick up your room, please.Her: Why?Me: Because it smells weird and we have company coming over later.Her: Company won’t be coming in … [Read more...]