Really, really awesome.
Yesterday was my youngest son’s birthday.
He turned 13.
Now I have two teenagers.
With one kid learning to drive and the other playing his new electric guitar around the clock, things are now twice as fun around here!
And that’s not even factoring all the hormonal mayhem and other joys of those delightful teenage years!
(And kids are always complaining they don’t have anything in common with their parents!)
(Well, overwhelmed by something, at any rate…)
(Make that plural. Teenagers. Not one, but two. Twice the woo hoo!)
(Yeah, that. And speaking of wine…)
(Did you know some wine glasses can actually hold an entire bottle of wine? Probably the genius invention of a frazzled, disgruntled mom..)
(It takes my kids a whopping two hours to even realize I’m home from work. Meanwhile, The Bigly Bestest Doggie always eagerly awaits my return. Yeah. Dogs clearly care more.)
(Google takes a backseat to my expert kids and the plethora of factual knowledge they evidentally think they possess.)
(If you’re a fan of unpredictable extremes, then teenagers are totally your people!)
(If you’ve already punished your child by confiscating their electronics, there’s only one thing left to do. Hey, desperate times call for desperate measures.)
(Judging by the size of the average teenager, it’s probably far too late to even consider attempting this.)
(Kids don’t realize all that arguing and back-talking is equally exhausting for their parents. And tired and cranky parents are not happy and reasonable parents.)
(Seriously. Don’t mess with me. Mostly because I’m already at the end of my rope…)
Truly, for all that people complain about teenagers, they’re really not so bad.
Except when they’re arguing with you.
Or being irrational.
Or finding ways to endanger both your life and your sanity.
But other than that, they’re the best!
~Happy Friday, friends! Who here has teenagers, or has survived the teen years and lived to tell the tale? I hear there is hope, so I’m fairly optimistic… Have a great weekend!~