Here they are — my five older brothers. This new year I will share some funny stories about how we had fun, how they tortured me and what I learned from this wonderous group of men I grew up with. Story one...Joel spit on me.
This week I was thinking about a fight I had with one of my teens, then I thought of my siblings. I was this little girl and when I finally became a teen I struggled to be seen by my siblings. Read about why your teens might be fighting with you.