I like to think I’m a hands-on parent.  Somewhere between absent and hovering.  In an attempt to “participate” in my children’s “upbringing,”  I will sometimes look over their shoulder to see what they’re listening to/watching on their various devices.  Shockingly, the 16-year-old and the 14-year-old find this annoying.  The 9-year-old, however, STILL LOVES ME, and […]