Giving the kids something to talk about in therapy.
With a household of young adults aged 15-20, I am in the final years of my hands-on parenting stage, and the empty nest is getting closer and closer. If I think too hard about this fact, I am liable to burst into tears. However, sometimes this revelation is a light in a tunnel of teenage... Continue Reading →
When it comes to Easter baskets, kids are easy to shop for. Grab some jelly beans and chocolate bunnies, gather a few small toys, add the artificial grass and voila, you have created the magic of the Easter Bunny. And then they become teens, and the Easter basket dilemma begins. First off, don’t think for... Continue Reading →
The big news in the newspaper today is about Kenilworth, a Petaluma Jr. High that is mandating rules in regards to leggings, skinny jeans, and yoga pants. While not banning them, they are restricting these particular pieces of clothing by declaring they can only be worn over something that will cover them up - be... Continue Reading →
When you think of Easter baskets, you probably think of young toddlers running out to see what the Easter Bunny has left for them. You may have visions of tiny toys and plastic eggs filled with jellybeans. There’s magic in those grass filled baskets, and it’s not wasted on toddlers who will marvel at every... Continue Reading →
'Letting our children go' is a lifelong process for parents, one that we wrestle with again and again, and each parent has to wrestle with it in his or her own way. -- Mister Rogers My daughter is moving away. It’s weird typing those words. I always knew there would be a day I would... Continue Reading →
“My kid has totally turned against us,” a friend of mine lamented as she shared all the ways her teenager was lashing out in rebellion. “She insists when she turns 18, she’s leaving. I feel devastated!” I was there as recently as a few weeks ago. My 14-year-old daughter looked at me like I was... Continue Reading →
While no longer the genuflecting type, my Catholic roots have kept a few traditions under my belt that I cherish in my Christian faith. One of those is the season of Lent. I find it a beautiful time of starting over and ridding myself of the things that are warping my life. Much like the... Continue Reading →
Whatever. It’s her word of choice for me, regardless of what I say to her. Did you eat all of your brother’s chocolate? Yeah. Well, wouldn’t you go ballistic if he went in your room and stole something out of it? Whatever. Just weeks ago we were close. And now? I barely know this 14... Continue Reading →
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