Rage Against The Minivan

It's graduation season, and like many teens across the country, 19-year-old Tatiana Rose decided to throw a pool party for her friends. She and her family live in a subdivision in McKinney with a community pool, and she invited several friends to a BBQ . . . a reasonable thing to do. I'm sure many of us have attended parties at the community pools found in the subdivisions where our friends reside. I certainly have, and never with any incident. However, Tatiana and many of her friends who . . .

I am a huge fan of Stitchfix. I have friends who have raved about it for years but I had every excuse in the book not to try it. "I'm too picky." "My body shape is too hard for someone else to shop for." "I need to try on my jeans."  Etc etc. Finally one day I broke down and tried it, after seeing so many cute outfits on other people. My first box was amazing. My second box was iffy. My third box was a miss. But I kept with it, because I noticed that one thing was always constant: the . . .

Years ago, I was chatting with my sister-in-law, who had babies at around the same time I did. She was talking about how much she loved her kids. When they were napping, she would go in and watch them sleep. Sometimes, she said, she was tempted to wake them up so that she could play with them. When I heard that, I felt as if I was punched in the gut. I had never, in my few years as a parent, felt that way. Did she have some kind of innate mothering instinct that I lacked? My husband and I had . . .