S.O.S.
Please. Please. Please. Somebody, somewhere tell me that this teen thing will pass. That my formerly sweet son will return from this ass that has invaded his being. If only that can be true then I can survive this hell of parenting a 14 year-old boy.
The teen thing will pass.
How was the Silpada party?
Happy Birthday to Cass!
This is only the beginning of the teen thing. It gets much worse on a daily basis until they leave. Then they come back only to drop off their teen with you every weekend and all summer because they can’t deal with their spawn.
Don’t you listen to Jay. He knows nothing about raising a teenager. You need to send him to military school. That is the only solution.
I say, Bird, you are an evil thing. Military school might be a solution but I am still mulling over the thought of mime school or clown college. Whatever happened to Okra Daddy? I like him. Maybe even fancied him.
Oh Heather, you seem to be having such a hard time with him. I also didn’t like my oldest son very much from right about 14 until the last year or two and he turned 31 last Aug. I would never have been able to predict that this same son is now blogging with me and what he writes, blows me away. I have never loved him as much as I do right now. I hate to say it, it’s just one of those things. We are so much alike and both know how to press each other’s buttons like nobody else can but it took maturity for him to know you aren’t supposed to piss someone off on purpose. Please know, it will end. I feel so bad for you because when your in the middle of it, it hurts so bad. When it’s over, it didn’t seem as bad. I know it doesn’t make sense. It makes sense in my head but when I try to write it out, it’s not the same as it was!!!!
Um, age 22???