I know I am of a different generation than my children, but there are still topics on which I refuse to accept side-eyes that scream, “Ok, Boomer.” Take my favorite past time.
Category: Class of 2024
The Breakup has already Begun
The Longest Breakup: A Response
Years ago, when I first heard the term Pancake Child, I thought it was funny in a tongue-in-cheek kind of way. The reference is to that primary pancake poured onto a griddle as a test run to see if all is in working order.
A Parental Rebrand
Ten seconds ago, you were knee-deep in diapers. And now? That child (or children) are gone. You spent eighteen years preparing your tiny humans for a launch and, in the process, somehow, you forgot to prepare yourself.
Empty Nest? Empty BEST!
I know we are all supposed to be offering odes to our college-bound children. I know, as we see the “time to move out!” pile grow taller, we are supposed to fully lean into our feelings of sadness and despair and question how, exactly, we will move on with an empty bed in our homes. It’s just that I am having other, more happy feelings, as well.
Powering down PowerSchool
Between Zack getting his driver’s license, a lifeguard certification, a real summer job.... WHY IS THIS CHILD TESTING ME??
We aren’t paying for college (you don’t have to either).
We aren't paying for college. We have never had "cover all costs for higher education" on our list of must-dos. We aren't interested in borrowing from our own future to fund our children's (adult) present.
When is old enough? What is the right age? Is this okay? These are the most commonly asked questions in our house when it comes to the kids and the things. Typically, the answer doesn’t really matter as we rarely come across events that are truly life and death. Or at least we haven’t in … Continue reading Freedom Friday
Flu-ing the Coup
It’s happened again. I thought maybe we could just ride out the rest of 2021 without any major parenting milestones, but alas...kids. Am I right? Or rather, NON-parenting milestones. The parenting moments your pesky teens steal from you without permission. I've written before about that sense of loss, like you missed an important invite. Maybe … Continue reading Flu-ing the Coup
In a few days, my house will do its annual cartwheel as we shuffle our child back to school. And by shuffle, I mean we will be challenged with juggling chainsaws while roller skating on a tightrope. Why would you need to know this? Because I may not be at my best for a few … Continue reading Dear Co-Workers