Maxine, our 14-year-old, has kind of been all ours this weekend. Her two closest friends have been away and her brother has been really busy, so she has been open to spending some time time us.
We’ve made a coffee and bagel run, walked the dog at Dyke Marsh, shopped for groceries, picked out new athletic wear for her (somewhat forced) venture into ultimate frisbee, delivered neighborhood newsletters, and soaked in the hot tub.
She still cuddles. She still tells us about her crushes, fears, and friendship drama. Please let’s sustain this through the peak teen years.
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