I've tried to guard my attitude from turning into the grumpy old man who says, "Back in my day..." (fill in the blank) and every year I'm lured back to a bewildered state of wondering, "Who knows how to work anymore?"

Old me is going to look at you and tell you I love you, and you're going to scream at me that your life is over and that I will never understand, and you're right about at least half of that. I probably won't ever understand you. But I did once. I promise.

I now and you know that our teens are busy evaluating each other. Today, though, even I was shocked when I learned that the male teens at Issaquah Hig...

Since I've been in the Mom game for a while (19 years to be exact), I've learned a few things. Not about motherhood per se, because motherhood is crafty. Other things.

My kids are independent and have learned to do their homework on their own. But I had to step in recently to help my middle schooler with a term paper that needed a lot of help. I started with my red pen, crossing out sentences and circling misspelled words. Needless to say, it didn't go well.

Your daughter's moods will even out, your hormones will stabilize and you will get through this rough patch.

My 4-year-old daughter thinks I'm perfect. I can say with certainty that she is the only human being on this entire earth that thinks that.

Senior year of high school is a mixed bag. It's not Santa's gift bag, but is instead a bag full of emotional joys, disappointments, separations and boredom. Yes, boredom.