Dear Son #1, On Sunday you turned 11-years-old. Phew. And the first thing you asked me was if you got a later bedtime now that you were 11. But considering your bedtime of 8:30 rarely actually gets met, I told you that 8:35 would suffice. Clearly frustrated by this answer, you went into negotiating mode.… Continue reading Not a kid. Not a teen. Not an adult.
