Tag: parenting teenagers

What I know about parenting a teenager because I remember what it felt like to be a teenager being parented

Now that I am the parent of a teenager, I find that I am spending a lot of time trying not to be an asshole in response to some of the asshole things he does. Just when I hit my stride and feel like I “get” my kids, they change and their needs change and... Read more »

Blurred Lines: Setting and maintaining boundaries

I love a good metaphor more than I love guacamole, and that’s saying something, because I love guacamole more than almost any damn thing! My most recent metaphor-riffic obsession is the concept of BLURRED LINES! A very intense conversation with a friend about parenting, and yes, also the hit song, Blurred Lines, by Robin Thicke... Read more »

The first-born children are just for practice

Me: So how was practice? Kid: Meh….nothing exciting. Me: Well, did you have a good day at school at least? Kid: Does anyone ever have a good day at school? It’s school, Mom. Me: Man, who pissed in your Cheerios, grumpy-puss? Kid: What? I’m just not in the mood for chitchat, okay? Me: Well, you... Read more »

Asking why as time goes by

Kids! They grow so fast and want to know everything – NOW! Their thirst for knowledge is unparalleled and difficult to tolerate sometimes, but damn if the time doesn’t fly by. My firstborn turns 13 tomorrow and I don’t know how the hell I am going to handle parenting a teenager. Dear GOD can I... Read more »

Would you like fries with that? Why teenagers should have part time jobs

Would you like fries with that? Why teenagers should have part time jobs
A hot topic in the parenting world today is whether teens should work. Let me re-phrase that. A hot topic in the la-la land-parenting world is whether teens should work. La-di-da…… Of course they should work. Teenagers should do homework, chores, practice whatever thing they are doing for fun or sport. They should work on... Read more »

Snips, snails, puppy dog tails, body odor, boners and BOOKS: A blog about boys

In 6th grade, some mean girls made fun of me for wearing an undershirt in the locker room during P.E. I’m over it now, thanks, but still when I think of it I FEEL the heat spreading over my cheeks and the powerless ness I felt over my boob-less-ness. Growing up is hard. Speaking of... Read more »