I have a brilliant, fearless and slightly deranged friend who is a middle school teacher. By choice. And she isn’t an alcoholic. Weird, right? It was this friend who stopped me in the middle of a full on vent session about how much I felt like punching my twelve-year-old in the throat because he had […] Read more…
When I read the findings of a poll published in this week’s New York Times I felt like perhaps the Morning Consult, the firm that had conducted the poll, had inadvertently surveyed the citizens of Saudi Arabia rather than the good ‘ole US of A. The poll showed without a doubt that adults do not […] Read more…
When my oldest son, who I call my evil genius, was five I gave him a consequence for some minor transgression (probably something like trying to smother his younger brother or painting the dog). His temper flaring, he informed me that I was no longer his friend. To which I smiled and told him, “You […] Read more…