Parenting teens is hard. Did you know? You think you know your kids, you’ve held them in your arms, fed them, loved them. Then they get bigger. And there’s a part of you that has anticipated this, you knew it was coming. But you’re never prepared. They turn into people you’ve never met before, out of the blue. They just walk out of their bedroom one morning and they’re not that little boy or that little girl any more. They give you an eye roll, or make some sarcastic comment, or maybe even an appropriate intelligent comment. Whatever it is that drives home this fact that they’ve turned into someone new, it has surprised me every time. I’m on my forth teenager now, you’d think I would have it all down, but I’m not sure that’s actually possible. Along with the fact that each one has attempted to outdo the last with the level of snarkiness they have achieved.
Despite all of this, I actually like them most of the time. They’re very interesting people with all sorts of ideas that I didn’t give them. I certainly don’t always agree with them, but I enjoy the interactions we have. They are teaching me so much.