Last week I was sitting in a Claim Jumpers Restaurant with my 13-year-old daughter.   While she and I try to converse as much as we possibly can, having a conversation with a 13-year-old is often a challenge.  We sit there and stare at our food, the silverware, and occasionally the couple next to us yelling loudly at their children for misbehaving.  There might be a word or two.  I want to know what’s going on in my daughter’s life.  I…