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Dear Ani,
I’m a VP at a healthcare company. I manage thirty people, I’m on every call, in every meeting, solving everyone’s problems from 7 am to 7 pm. Then I come home and do the second shift: homework, dinner, laundry, permission slip signing, and rescheduling the never-ending dentist appointments.
I have a 13-year-old daughter, and I’m starting to panic.
She’s smart and has the grades to show for it. Her teachers say she’s “a pleasure to have in class.” I used to think that was a compliment. Now I realize it just means she’s quiet and doesn’t cause problems, and that worries me more than a bad grade ever could.
She can spend hours on her phone consuming content. She knows everything that is happening online, but ask her what she thinks about something real, something in the news, something going on in our family, and I get nothing. A shrug. “I don’t know.” Then she’s back on her phone.
She’s only thirteen, but I worry that thirteen turns into sixteen turns into eighteen turns into a college interview where someone asks, “Tell me about yourself,” and she’s got nothing to say.
I think this might be my fault because I’m so busy managing everything else that by the time I sit down at dinner, I’ve got nothing left. I’m answering emails between bites of dinner, and most of the time, we don’t even eat together because someone has practice and someone has a deadline, and the whole house is just moving and always moving and never sitting still long enough to talk.
I don’t know how to reach her, and honestly, I’m scared. I feel like I’m watching it happen in slow motion, and I can’t figure out how to stop it.
How do I raise a daughter who can think for herself when I can barely think straight myself?
– Running on Empty
Dear Running on Empty,
Oooof, this one got me!
Before I get into it, know this: a mother who doesn’t care doesn’t write this letter. She doesn’t notice the shrug, and she doesn’t lie awake worrying about it, you noticed.
But I’m not going to let you off the hook either. You slipped the real question in at the end and thought I wouldn’t catch it. You didn’t just ask me how to raise a thinker, you asked how to do that when you’re running on fumes yourself. Those are two different problems, and they’re feeding each other.
Your daughter first, then we’re coming back for you.
A few weeks ago I met a young women, sharp, poised, the type who walks into a room and everybody sits up a little straighter.
Turns out she comes from a news media family (anchors, writers, columnist ). In that house, there was one rule at the dinner table: you don’t come to the table speaking nonsense.
Nobody was quizzing a seven-year-old on trade deficits, and the rule wasn’t “be brilliant.” The rule was to be present. You either knew what was being discussed or you asked questions until you did. What you did NOT do was sit there like a lump, shrug, and say “I don’t know.”
That dinner table is where her curiosity was built. She didn’t become impressive in grad school. She became impressive between the ages of five and eighteen, somewhere between the steak, potatoes, and the arguments.
Your daughter is thirteen. That’s not too late. That’s right now. Here’s the list. Print it. Stick it on your fridge. Read it before dinner tonight.
Not dinner in front of the TV. Not everyone eats at different times because schedules are “complicated.” Sit down together at the table. You already own the best parenting tool there is, and it’s sitting in your dining room collecting mail; use it.
Not face down, not silent, not “I’m just checking one thing real quick”, GONE! In a drawer, in another room, in a basket by the door. Especially yours, Miss VP. If your phone is on the table, you just told your kid that whatever pings next matters more than whatever she’s about to say. She figured that out about four years ago, by the way.
Most families sit down and immediately launch into logistics. “What’s happening this week?” “Do you have practice tomorrow?” “Did you finish your homework?” That’s not conversation, it’s a briefing, and your kid will mentally leave the table before the food hits the plate. Save the logistics for the END of the meal. The first part of dinner is for real conversation about real topics, real thoughts, and real ideas. The scheduling stuff can wait until everyone’s almost done.
You already know how this goes. You ask, and she says, “Fine,” you say, “What did you do?” She says, “Nothing”, now you’re both staring at the chicken, wondering why you bothered. That question goes nowhere, so stop asking it. Try something she has to think about, like “What’s something that surprised you today?” “If you could change one rule at school, what would it be?” “What’s something you used to believe that you don’t anymore?” These questions signal that her thoughts are expected at this table.
That young woman’s family got this so right. Nobody expected her to be an expert on every topic, but she had to be CURIOUS, and she had to engage. If your kid doesn’t know anything about what’s being discussed, it’s okay, but “I don’t know” is the beginning of a sentence, not the end of one. “I don’t know, but what does that mean?” That’s the whole point. Not knowing something is completely fine. Walking away from a conversation without even trying to understand it is unacceptable.
If you haven’t been interested in dinner, your kid won’t be either. When’s the last time you brought up something you read, something you disagree with, something you’re curious about? If all you bring to the table is “who has what this week” and a tired sigh, ‘s exactly what you’re going to get back. Kids don’t learn curiosity from being told to be curious; they pick it up from watching you do it.
Your daughter is going to say something at that table that makes your left eye twitch. Something half-baked, fully confident, and wildly incorrect, but do not correct her immediately. I know, I KNOW. You want a kid who’s willing to think out loud, not one who only speaks when she’s sure she’s right. If you shut her down every time, she’ll stop talking. Try: “Interesting, what makes you think that?” Let her defend it, and allow her to stumble. Let her sit in the discomfort of realizing her argument doesn’t hold up.
Bring something with you to dinner. an article you read, or an interesting chapter from a book, or a blog post that made you stop and think, or even something a friend said that’s been stuck in your head. Drop it on the table and see what happens. “I read something today, apparently [whatever]. What do you guys think?” Now the table has a topic, and your kid has something to respond to instead of staring at her plate, hoping nobody asks her anything.
Beyond dinner: make reading a thing in your house, a book on the coffee table, an article texted to your kid with “this made me think of you.” A Sunday morning where everyone reads instead of scrolling. There’s a difference between a kid who only consumes content and a kid who actually reads, and you can hear it the minute they open their mouths at dinner.
Your kid should feel safe saying what she thinks, even if it’s unpopular or wrong, but she should NOT feel comfortable saying nothing. “I don’t know” with a shrug and a blank stare? Not allowed in this house anymore. “I don’t know, I haven’t really thought about it, but maybe…” THAT’S what we’re working towards.
You’re not going to fix the shrug in one dinner. She might resist and will probably roll her eyes so hard you will worry that they’ll get stuck. She might give you one-word answers for two weeks straight, keep going. The dinner table didn’t make that young woman brilliant overnight. It was years of showing up, being expected to engage, and being allowed to be wrong. You can start building that now, tonight, with the chicken and the side-eye and the “ugh, mom, why do we have to do this?” Keep going, it’s going to work even when it doesn’t feel like it.
Listen, mama, you said it yourself, your daughter has plenty going on upstairs, and she’s sharp. What’s missing is someone telling her that the sharp is expected to show up at dinner. Not just the quiet, not just the “fine”, but the sharp.
So tell her, tonight, “moving forward you come to the dinner table with something: a thought, a question, an opinion, a wonder, and if you don’t have one yet, we’ll find one together.”
Now, about that other question, the one about running on fumes, about managing thirty people, a household, and a teenager, and feeling like you’re keeping the whole thing spinning, but you can’t remember the last time you stopped to think about your own life.
It’s bigger than dinner, and I think you already know that.
Raise a thinker, but don’t forget about the woman doing the raising. She needs some attention, too.
Ani
P.S. If this letter made you realize the dinner table isn’t the only place where you’ve been going through the motions, I built something for that. The One Box Method™ is a free workbook that helps you stop trying to fix everything at once and focus on the one area that actually needs your attention right now.
