My Kids Need Me to Be Their Parent, Not Their Friend
The reasons I refuse to be friends with my kids
Nov 7 · 6 min read

As a teenager, my mum was the coolest mum of all time. All my friends loved her. She was on a first-name basis with every one of them. My friends would hang around to spend time talking to her, even when I wasn’t home. All of them envied me for having such an awesome mum. She was brilliant, she…

