I've been thinking of a close friend of mine. She's raising two teenagers. As many before her have learned, a woman can birth two children, and they can grow to be so drastically different that it feels they can’t possibly be related.
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We didn't discuss the photo-bomb wine, because it's super-funny, except it's not.
Principaling. Parenting. Neither have a code (though that doesn't stop us from looking for it): There are too many ingredients. Time, demographics, effort, community, culture, history, nature, nurture, perhaps the way the wind blows and the stars align. Most people parent as they were parented, or they flip the narrative and parent in the precise opposite way they were parented. It makes sense, because pretty much everything we do in this world is related to something we've seen from others and our conscious decision to follow the model or eschew it.
I say "we," but I really mean "me." I often use inclusive pronouns to make myself feel like part of a team.
There's lots of books out there, and there are a lot of Facebook groups, Twitter chats, blogs, and feeds. None can provide the answers for perfect parenting or perfect principaling.
But there is one thing: Getting up, stepping up, working our fingers off, and being fierce in our determination to do the