As a woman who does not have children, I find that I often find myself observing the antics of teenage girls and their relationships with their parents.
One of my favorite teenage stories is the one in which my neighbor’s daughter blurts out to her friends: “If my mother were Martha Stewart, I’d know how to cook.”
I really felt like running over there and saying:
“Wait, you mean to tell me you know how to text your girlfriends or get a video blog uploaded, but you don’t know how to look up one of Martha’s recipes and cook a meal??”
I know that …read more