I let my 9 year old buy her own dinner. Gasp.

The two of you probably don’t know that you broke me that evening in May, three long years ago.  It was a small break, and temporary, you don’t have that much control over me.  But there was a crack, nonetheless, and it was probably just because I was tired that I didn’t bite back. My…

“Really? That’s really what you would do?”— When your kid goes rogue.

Going rogue:  exhibiting maverick-like behavior, or bucking the status quo—  Merriam-Webster My 16 year old daughter is one smart cookie.  Maybe not your honor-roll, chemistry and math-loving type smart, but she is certainly up there in functional brain activity. School is not for her, and she’s spent the past two years of her life proving…

It Doesn’t Take Much

It really doesn’t take much to change your view on a subject.  I guess that what prevents people from doing it more, is that what it does take is often difficult to admit to:   That you might not know everything. About three or four months ago, I was having a conversation with my 16 year…

For Love Of A Parent

“Have your children picked out your grave yet!?!” The question was forcefully and loudly spat at me from across the darkened hospital room, and I don’t think I’d ever actually heard a snarl before this. I’d read about snarls, of course, but had never myself been on the receiving end of one, and it effectively…