By Rob Neves My daughter is about 12 years old. While I can’t be certain how hard she will crash into the hormone wall we know as puberty (the pre-pubescent boy in me still wants to giggle when I say that word), my work with teenagers leads me to believe that any day now she will wake up and then we won’t get along for about a decade. I want you to understand that I love my kids more than I love my next breathe, but there is something about the teenaged years that test even the best father/daughter relationships.... More »