With ten hours of sleep, the dishes and laundry finished, and the sun shining -- my daughter and I decided to venture out. With our jackets tossed on the backseat in case we’re in an accident and cellular phones in our pockets we made our usual trek to Liverpool. Or so my terrific teen thought.
As I drove past the Route 31 exit I hear, “Mom, you missed the exit.” I smile and continue to drive. How is that the teen who is writing her next great novel while singing to K-Love can notice I “missed” my exit? After a couple more inquiries I can’t take it anymore and neither can she. “I can tell by your mischievous smile you are up to something.” Hmm…when did she get so smart?
The big surprise, we went to the 5 Below store. My friend Amy introduced me to this store in November but I hadn’t shared the fun with my daughter yet. Oh my gosh, we had so much fun. Who knew how far one teen can stretch a $10 bill. We visited Dots too since it was next store and priced dresses for the 8th grade memory dance. Yikes, high school next year!
Anyway, my initial goal for Monday was to write my blogs for the entire week BUT instead I spent the day with my teen daughter. It was joyful, full of great conversation, and it concluded with dinner cooked by my dad. It doesn’t get much better.
As I drove past the Route 31 exit I hear, “Mom, you missed the exit.” I smile and continue to drive. How is that the teen who is writing her next great novel while singing to K-Love can notice I “missed” my exit? After a couple more inquiries I can’t take it anymore and neither can she. “I can tell by your mischievous smile you are up to something.” Hmm…when did she get so smart?
The big surprise, we went to the 5 Below store. My friend Amy introduced me to this store in November but I hadn’t shared the fun with my daughter yet. Oh my gosh, we had so much fun. Who knew how far one teen can stretch a $10 bill. We visited Dots too since it was next store and priced dresses for the 8th grade memory dance. Yikes, high school next year!
Anyway, my initial goal for Monday was to write my blogs for the entire week BUT instead I spent the day with my teen daughter. It was joyful, full of great conversation, and it concluded with dinner cooked by my dad. It doesn’t get much better.
My daughter is an aspiring author in the making. She has more journals in her room than I did as a kid. I love it. As I drove, she wrote. Then she shared and I offered some feedback and back into the writer’s solitude she went…until the next random question of life. Once home we started our “school night” rituals. Ed watched the SU game and we assumed the writer’s position.
Mags is determined to write a blog yet the “cautious, statistic reading, and sister-of-the-missing mother” will not allow it, for obvious reasons. As she and I discussed the reasons both pro and con I had an idea. Mags will now be a guest blogger here. The 2nd and 4th Monday of each month Mags will write to the teens.
Mags is determined to write a blog yet the “cautious, statistic reading, and sister-of-the-missing mother” will not allow it, for obvious reasons. As she and I discussed the reasons both pro and con I had an idea. Mags will now be a guest blogger here. The 2nd and 4th Monday of each month Mags will write to the teens.
“Monday with Mags”
debuts January 23, 2012.
Mark your calendars…tell your teens…the 2nd and 4th Monday of the month is for them. Written for teens, by a teen.
In case you are wondering about the writing caliber of this young lady, here is a snip-it.
debuts January 23, 2012.
Mark your calendars…tell your teens…the 2nd and 4th Monday of the month is for them. Written for teens, by a teen.
In case you are wondering about the writing caliber of this young lady, here is a snip-it.
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Everyday you walk your walk.
And talk your talk .
Life is a repeating way.
But sometimes you slip off the track, and theres no way back.
And you don't know what to say.
Should you tell an adult? Yeah , thats the best way.
Adults will Protect you.
If you are ever in trouble go to your teachers, parents , or a trusted adult.
For when you fall of the track, they'll put you Back.
Written by Mary "Mags" Buske
Everyday you walk your walk.
And talk your talk .
Life is a repeating way.
But sometimes you slip off the track, and theres no way back.
And you don't know what to say.
Should you tell an adult? Yeah , thats the best way.
Adults will Protect you.
If you are ever in trouble go to your teachers, parents , or a trusted adult.
For when you fall of the track, they'll put you Back.
Written by Mary "Mags" Buske
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