This summer my firstborn turned 20. Technically he’s no longer a teen but a young adult. And his little sister is sixteen and driving now. How’d that happen so fast?! I’m helping my young adult move into his first apartment later this month. Yup, he’s done with dorm-living at college and is movin’ on up. [Read More]
In Defense of Being 11 Years Old
“I just want to pop into the Hallmark store,” I told my 11-year-old daughter. “They have those socks I like and I have a coupon.” My daughter asked to stay home. I was a bit surprised. After all, days earlier she and I had hit the mall and scored quite the haul during the after [Read More]
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When Play Dates Attack
Yesterday I hosted a play date at our house for Sydney, 5, and her 4-year-old friend. “Hosting a play date today. BRING IT!” I tweeted confidently. After all, I’ve been hosting play dates since 2006 when my son turned 3. I could handle 2 little girls going to Kindergarten next Fall. Plus, the other girl’s [Read More]
