Author: Kristen Ivy

Divorced at Christmas

Christmas is a season that evokes a lot of memories. Some memories are sweet. Some memories are bitter sweet. Some memories are just bitter. I’m fortunate enough to have some of every variety but one from Christmas Day 2002 stands out particularly vividly in my mind. My younger sister and I were on the winding road that took us over Blood Mountain from Gainesville, Ga. to Murphy, NC. We had made the same drive for seven years. Although, it wasn’t always this particular drive. After the divorce, my dad lived first in one apartment, then another, then his own...

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Your Teenager Can Outrun You

When I was fourteen, I ran away. I wasn’t planning to—my mom made me. I simply walked outside after we had a fight, and she followed. I walked faster and so did she. I ran. She ran. The faster she came after me, the harder and faster I ran away. My mom is actually one of the fastest runners I know, so it didn’t take me long to figure out I was going to have to do some ducking and weaving. I finally eluded her by hiding behind a sign. I still remember looking out from behind that sign,...

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34 Reasons My Middle Schooler Might Be Freaking Out

I recently stumbled across Jason Good’s 46 Reasons My Three-Year-Old Might Be Freaking Out. His socks are on wrong. His lip tastes salty. His shirt has a tag on it. The car seat is weird. . . (Read the rest of the list on Jason’s blog.) The first thing I thought when I read the list was how much I wanted to share it with anyone I know who has a preschooler. Because let’s be honest, this is exactly what it’s like to live with a three-year-old. The next thing I thought was (and I’m not sure why), “I...

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Post Election Conversations: Your Kids are Listening More Than You Think

Yesterday was a strange day. This is the fifth election in which I was old enough to vote, and I cannot remember one with this level of intensity. Maybe I’ve forgotten. There were definitely intense feelings surrounding W. Bush and Obama, but nothing that felt like it carried the same level of emotion. When I opened Facebook yesterday morning, what I saw almost took my breath away. The reactions were everywhere. They were intense. They were coming from people I typically don’t see getting involved in political or controversial issues. I was up early because it was my morning...

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Your Teenager Is a Liar

I like teenagers. I’ve spent over fifteen years choosing to spend time with them. I’ve slept on basement floors, ridden on charter busses, and eaten my fair share of camp food just so I can hang out with them. Honestly, given the choice, I would rather hang out with a group of teenagers than a group of adults—most days. They are fun. They are uninhibited. They are creative. And they are liars. All of them. It’s kind of impressive actually. Adolescence is the playground of ingenuity. Most teenagers possess an innate ability to come up with some fairly creative,...

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