And, say, it was your birthday. And you wanted some cool things to do with your friends. And not cool in the way your mom, who has the best of intentions, might think of as cool, but cool. Because my wonderful daughter is going to be 14 on Friday. She’s having a sleepover and party for a few friends on Saturday. I’ve figured out pizza. You can’t screw up with pizza. I told her about this game we used to play, back when I was a cool teen girl–you know, like, a million years ago?–called “Who-What-When-Where-How-and-Why.” That even sounds lame. But, no. It isRead More →