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Sweet 16 ain’t always so sweet

Sweet 16 ain’t always so sweet
I’m not just talking about the parents experience. Do you remember how much 16 could suck? I do. You’re old enough to want your freedom but you don’t have all the tools to make it happen. You certainly don’t have the wisdom. Worst of all - you think […]

There is no greater example of push and pull in my life than having my children on both sides of the country. I felt that most acutely yesterday as I hopped a plane from West Palm Beach to San Francisco to celebrate Max’s 16th birthday. I was shocked at how difficult it was to […]

I’m a golfer and I love to take my kids golfing. My oldest Max, who is now 15, started out really loving the game but his current status as a Teenager who thrives on music and counter culture, means that it’s not cool to play golf. Let’s just say Max doesn’t run with the preppy […]




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