Tag Archive: Parenting Teens

Stay Home, Stay Healthy; Week Seven

This week felt more normal. I still feel like something in me has snapped. But maybe not in a bad way. I’m laughing more. I care less. Not about other people, but about… Continue reading

Sequestered with Teens; Week Six

Sunshine and rain, a bottle of sweet Riesling, delicious pumpkin muffins, and Skippy… that’s how this week started. I felt quite accomplished… making the best pumpkin protein mini muffins I’ve ever had, and… Continue reading

Sequestered with Teens; Week Five

FIVE WEEKS!?! So many thoughts on this… time has flown by, I feel a little craziness lingering just below the surface, I am happy though- at least at this moment, it feels like… Continue reading

Sequestered with Teens; Day 14

We made it two weeks!! I can’t believe it’s been two weeks. We went on the boat yesterday, but it feels like it was a week ago. I started working from home two… Continue reading

Sequestered with Teens; Day 13

My feet made me cry. Then Pearl Jam made me cry. I cuddled up on the couch to watch church this morning, and I noticed my feet. I have my dad’s feet. Long… Continue reading

Sequestered with Teens; Day 12

Today felt somewhat normal. Maybe because I actually wore jeans. Maybe because Jesse and I left the house together (for necessary errands). The day didn’t start great, but it’s wrapping up decently. I… Continue reading

Sequestered with Teens; Day 11

Today was interesting. Who would’ve thought that we’d be planning a birthday celebration and measuring out individual spots for our attendees to stand? Today is Phoenix’s boyfriend’s birthday. We had to do something!… Continue reading

Sequestered with Teens; Day Nine

Mother’s Instincts. Teenage Behavior. The rhythm of love and discipline, sympathy and boundaries. Last night as I said goodnight to Alexis, something inside me KNEW… she was going to sneak out. Don’t ask… Continue reading

Sequestered with Teens; Day Eight

Today I woke up mad at Jesse, which makes sense since I went to bed mad at Jesse. I’m over it now. That’s usually how it happens. The morning was rough though. I… Continue reading

The Wheel that Doesn’t Squeak

After I posted the Dees-Day-Seven-Dredge-Report (AKA Sequestered with Teens; Day Seven), I really got to thinking about the term, ‘the squeaky wheel gets the grease’. Part of the way I retain sanity and… Continue reading