Column: Aqua Socks

There is never a dull moment with a 15-year-old in the house.

There are times when Shayla is as sweet as a fresh Georgia peach, and others that dealing with her is moodiness is worse than a scene from the “Exorcist”. I’m just glad she stays busy with things like volleyball and cheerleading so that she is usually so tired to throw a Herculean-sized fit about something like doing the dishes and cleaning her room.

Every once in a while, she will share about something going on or the social dynamics at school, and it reminds me of when I was in seventh to ninth grade, and it makes me cringe. There...