Will Soon Be Graduating From High School This means, in some small measure, I have successfully managed to get him through 12 years of school and to the age of 18 alive. No small accomplishment, that. Today he called for a ride home after he rode the bus most of the way to our house. As it was about 90 degrees outside, I obliged. I'm a good mom, plus it got me out of a very hot house and into the sweet deliciousness of my air conditioned vehicle. My oldest and youngest daughters went along for the ride and they spotted The Boy before I did. "What's up with his pants?" Indeed. The operative word for his pants was up . He wears those extremely skinny jeans and he'd rolled them up to about knee level and he was walking towards us with a grimace on his face. He was in pain. You see, five hours earlier, in the throes of near heat exhaustion, he rolled the legs of his pants up and then his legs swelled up. He was unable to remove his own pants or roll down what he...
At the risk of sounding to coarse. Don't be such a cry baby! In a little while you will be wondering where did the time go. My advise is: Treat them like adults. They will like that until they don't like it anymore. Enjoy your time with them it's short.
ReplyDeleteI've tried treating them like adults but it's not worked. Apparently all of them are the same so I pity the planet in 10 years.
ReplyDeleteYou can't treat them like adults and expect what you want when you want it. What you should expect is a prepared adult in 10 years. If they are not prepared it will not be their fault. "Green and clean my friend... Green and clean..."
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ReplyDeleteUmmmm I think the answer is, without teenagers eventually there would be no adults.
Thats it...
That and hope that there will come a day that you are happy they are your kids again!
Ok, I'm not entirely unhappy with my children. It's just that this morning I had some issues with my oldest daughter.
ReplyDeleteWe're good now. I should learn not to blog when I'm frustrated.
Oh, and anonymous? My blog no longer accepts posts from anonyymous. You will have to out yourself.
Pammy baby, I bet you were a gorgeous teenager too.
ReplyDeleteI always think about the stages we all go through - it's interesting to watch the perspective change as we get older. And remember back to being a teenager and what was important to us then.
God, I can be a sensible but very annoying sort of a chap can't I.
I was a really nasty adolescent, from the moment I was thirteen until the moment I stopped being nineteen. Just horrendous. Think Kevin, only much worse.
ReplyDeleteAre they really necessary? Can't they just all be shipped off to a camp somewhere? Think of all the rubbish music we'd be able to do without!
Tommy, you're sensible in a cute way.
ReplyDeleteKrusty, I don't really want to ship them off. I still love and adore them. It's just that yesterday my oldest was PMSing and taking it out on me and I wasn't really in the mood to be talked back to. Ok, I'm never in the mood for that.
All is well now. She apologized and this morning was much better.