By Amy Keyes A Teenager, Late-Night Smoothies, and Letting Go Slowly
Every night, without fail, my 17-year-old makes a smoothie before he goes to bed. It doesn’t matter what time it…
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Repair Is the Hardest, Most Important Work of Parenting Teens
Dear fellow moms, I messed up . . . again. I messed up again. I’m not perfect, but this time,…
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Somehow I’m the Mom of a Senior
This is what it feels like to be the mom of a senior: Collecting every single moment and trying to…
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God Will See You Through These Teenage Years
To my son, Today you came home upset. You didn’t want to talk about it, so I gave you a…
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Take it from a 7th Grade Teacher: Your Teen Needs a Break
The consensus these days is that school is hard. Like, way harder than it used to be. I spend all…
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By Jenny Albers Dear Daughter at 13, You Are Perfect
The day after my 13-year-old daughter asked to use my makeup to cover the splotches of acne dotting her T-zone,…
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Mine Are the Old Kids On The Block Now
Last summer, we hit the jackpot with two new sets of amazing neighbors. Young families with the cutest kids, breathing the…
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By Charissa Bates Please Be Kind To Teenage Workers
“Thanks for being kind to me,” a teenager tells me at the fast food restaurant window as he hands me…
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By Krystal Sieben The World is Different and So are Our Kids
It’s a sunny Tuesday afternoon, I pull up to the yellow curb and hear the flag jangling against the pole.…
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By Jennifer Kennedy Senior Year Feels Like the Last Chapter of Your Favorite Book
The start of your child’s senior year in high school feels like you’re about to begin the last chapter of…
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By Megan Hollinger I’m Happy He Loves College, But I Miss Him
We dropped our firstborn son off at college two weeks ago. It may as well have been two years ago…
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A Boy Can Grow Up in the Blink of an Eye
This summer, every morning at 6:45 am sharp, my youngest son corralled me out the door so that he would…
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