I can hardly believe the calendar has turned another page and we're staring down the final long month of the year. We'll be seeing those big yellow buses pull up outside our doors soon, but there's still so many hazy days left to enjoy. Thankfully for all you Charlottesvillians, local businesses and organizations have planned wonderful events for these final weeks of summer. Here are 10 ways to enjoy August: 1. Celebrating two incredible years, Boss Babes Cville will be hosting its annual . . .
Post-pool date, I caught up with my girl about tech. I asked her about the nature of her relationship with her phone, how she's going to deal being without it for 2 weeks this summer while she goes to sleepaway camp, and how she thinks kids in my generation ever lived without it, a question that brought both of us to tears and belly laughs. Today we’re talking tech so I just have to ask: are you in a romantic relationship with your phone? (Laughs and shakes head). I think I used to be. I used . . .
Spent a little one-on-one with my girl today talking through the topic of change and transition which is just flat out hard no matter what kind of disposition your child has in middle school. Maddox breaks it down for us and gets real like only a near-13-year-old can for our first edition of Teen Talk Tuesday. Our collective hope is that both adolescents and parents would leave our conversation with something to chew on. What is your name, age and grade? Maddox Olivia Crouch, age 12, and 6th . . .
My kid wore a dress to school yesterday. Her first of the year. Trying to pull my jaw off the floor, I calmly told her she looked great. And when she nonchalantly sauntered out of the house for the bus stop, I marveled. What are these preteen years? These moody, goofy, identity altering, wonderful years? Looking for an answer, I tried to remember my own experience in middle school. As most girls in 1991, I wore my earrings big and my bangs high. I was also overweight and was teased mercilessly . . .
I met Chris and Elizabeth Gilbert a few years ago. Elizabeth had just had her fourth baby, Luke, and I was in my 2nd trimester of pregnancy with Winnie. We met at a coffee shop and while she nursed and I sipped a latte, we talked about our spunky and challenging boys, our families of origin, and how much we loved Charlottesville. I asked for all the advice on how to be a mom of four and she graciously gave what she had. So when Elizabeth announced last year that she and Chris were taking their . . .