“Mom, how do I get rid of these wrinkles?” My 17-year-old daughter Amelia tugs at her oversized T-shirt ― the one with the red race car on the front ― that she wears over her cut-off shorts. I want to freeze the moment right here and never let her get any older. Better yet, I want to wrap my arms around her and squeeze her back down to kindergarten. Just for a day. But it’s impossible. Instead, I play it cool. “Oh, no problem ― throw it in the dryer. I just put some stuff in there that’ll take