rapid change.
I tried to do my part over the years and when my kids were young, though I
encountered some predictable resistance. I had a reputation for mealtime
interviewing. I asked about school, homework, sports, friends, weekend plans—
all the activities that kids are into and parents want to know about. I thought I
was being a good dad, projecting my interest in my kids and their friends,
encouraging them to tell stories and share with the family. But my questions
could cause fifteen-year-old eyes to roll. My son would say, “Dad, it’s
dinnertime. Stop being a reporter.” I defended myself, of course, and asked
again.
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