Help!! There‚Äôs a Teenager Growing in My Living Room.


I was once called in to assist with a group of teenage girls who were so rude and out of control that no-one would work with them. I sat in and observed a number of situations and saw the deterioration of every organized event. It was war between the girls and everyone else. Parents stood by wringing their hands, wanting to just have their daughters fall into line, march quietly, and make them proud. There was nothing quiet about any of these girls. Continue reading