The Odd Life of Timothy Green is not a kid's film that adults will tolerate, nor is it an adult film that children might sit through. It reminded me of Disney's Sunday Night Movies I watched with my parents as a child.
Parents must move away from being supervisors of their sons and daughters and closer to the role of "coach." And coaches, by the nature of their being on the sidelines, are wise to not "get in the game" with their college bound students.
Most of you, regardless of whether you're a freshman or senior, are beginning to feel the anxiety and nervousness that comes with a new school year. I once faced many of the same fears, worries, insecurities and hopes that you do.
As with anything, you should think carefully before you post the good news that you're expecting. Do you really want to share this with the world? Is there anyone -- perhaps an employer or a family member -- who you're not quite yet ready to tell?
As the mother I feel a loss. A sadness. A mourning for the little boy who used to live in the room at the top of the stairs: the one that, despite its feminine accoutrements, once (and still?) belongs to George, namesake of my grandpa whom I adored.
When I had children, I knew the rhythms of my life would change. What I didn't realize was how etched and ingrained the changes would become. The patterns of parenting have come to define my days and my years. I live by them even after my children have moved on.
While families must recommit themselves to stricter economic discipline and prioritize saving over spending on "wants," families cannot do it alone. Investing in children should be a national priority.