I invited [my teens] to give me some feedback on how we, as parents, can improve our general communication.
I suppose that's how it goes. Whoosh. Sixteen years. Gone in a blink. Sixteen years of growing, learning, falling, getting up, holding on, and letting go.
There is no clear cut answer to why teens are vaping. Trying to understand why teens do the things they do, despite wielding all your best parenting tools, is like watching the whole Ross-and-Rachel break-up unfold: You see it, it’s breaking your heart, yet you feel helpless to stop it.
So, you survived the baby bedtime stage and you think, "I've got this." But that baby grows into a toddler and that toddler comes in and just f**ks things up.
Planning begins at registration. Be sure the sports night(s) you enrol your children in don't conflict with other kids' activities or work schedules unless you have the genie power to blink two or more kids to two or more locations at the same time.
It’s soccer night. Not a cloud in the sky. It is the perfect backdrop. The trees, sassy in their vibrant, leafy greens, surround the field protectively. They sway in the breeze as though cheering on the players from their marks. The jerseys — one team’s the colour of the sky, the other, the colour of the playing field. As though they were painted from nature’s palette. A fitting tribute. The perfect costumes. The parents on the sidelines call out encouragement, cheer, clap, and carry on polite conversation with new acquaintances in a now-familiar get-to-know-each-other rhythm that waltzes in at the beginning of each season. It’s soccer night. Not only that,…