An open letter to my teenager, Thank you so much for asking that most very important question. That question that seems to sever every conversation like at hot knife as though it's never been uttered before in whiney angst. Thank you for bringing to my attention the deep underlying need for you to know the … Continue reading Because 


Mom, not to the rescue 

I think I have discovered the hardest thing in parenting... It's not the labor pains, it's not the sleepless nights, and it's not seeing (or paying for) the stitches and broken bones. It's not the crying, whining, or temper tantrums that then evolve into the entitlement syndrome (both which are equally embarrassing and happen when … Continue reading Mom, not to the rescue