Kind of a silly title, but recently, that seemed to be my goal.
There were times I wished video games weren't invented. Don't get me wrong, I, too, benefited from having my kid played video games. He learned a few techniques, some I wished he never discovered.
The past few days had been challenging in terms of finding something to do that we both enjoyed.
Earlier this week, I drove him and his friends to the skateboard park. He was concerned at first that I would be worried that him and his friends would get hurt that he suggested that I just drop them off and come back.
Of course, that would never happen. I stayed at the parking lot looking over them while they skateboarded. I experienced a few pins and needles as they fell off their boards, but I tried not to make a scene -- I didn't want my son to revoke my invitation to sort of hang-out with him.
Today, we were supposed to head to the City, but I just found out that my 13 year-old son didn't like going to the City. Of course, I was devastated because I love being in the City.
"That's why I stopped going for auditions," my son added in his deep voice.
Hmm. I didn't know that. I thought he enjoyed going to the Museums and running around Central Park or Times Square.
, by Jenjen Furer