.....your son goes to a youth dance and you think you're gonna be all sneaky and embarrass the heck out of him in front of all of his friends because that is what parents do.......it's our prerogative.....and as you sneak in the door fully intending to pull out your 80's epileptic moves around the dance floor, your son comes running up to you, grabs your arm, takes you over to all of his friends, and starts dancing with you.
I hate it when my teenagers trump me!
I hate it when........the youth dance is over.....and your son is super late......and you start to worry......and then worry turns to "I'm ticked off, he's in SO much doo doo"......so you jump in your car intending to chase him down because you're sure he's off with his friends being irresponsible......even though he's never done that before......but ya never know......and you pull up to the building where the dance was.......only to find your son mopping the floor helping the clean up crew.
I love it when my teenagers trump me!
oh for crying out loud. why do you insist on making me cry????
ReplyDeleteWhat great kids you have! I hope my kids will be like him.
ReplyDeleteI hope one day I can say the same things about my teenager.. better start praying now!
ReplyDeleteYou is good people!! and we love you!
Yep. We brought him up that way, baby. He's Cammon Class. And he lives with you and BrIan. He never had a chance to turn into anything run of the mill.
ReplyDeleteAww I hope Milo wants to dance with me!
ReplyDeleteGo B! Dancing with mom and mopping the floor....whoever gets that boy someday is one luck lady.
ReplyDeleteOk... here is the "y" I forgot. Hate that!
ReplyDeleteUm...yeah...I hate that too. ;)
ReplyDeleteYou've got a good bunch there, Rachel.
ReplyDeleteMy kids were at that dance, too. I now wish I had showed up for some move-bustin'!
ReplyDeleteYou have a good boy. He must have a good mom and dad. ;)
Misty, snot my fault! Snot my fault!!
ReplyDeleteChastina, I kinda like em..most days.
Denae, We love you too!!! And after hearing you on Sunday (actually, we didn't need to hear you on Sunday to know this. We already know...) your chillin's is gonna be just fine. You're a good momma.
Kristen, Sitting down? It was Mr. T!!
Carrilyne, He will! He already does. :)
Natalie, It was Mr. T! The boy does redeem himself every so often. Seems to happen riiiight before I'm gonna kill him. ;)
Lyndee, We can't win can we?
Uncle Rush, I know I do....the question is.....how much therapy will they have to go through to get over me being their mother!! :D
Gerb, Oh that would have been a blast!! Next one, we need to schedule it and both go!
Oh my goodness, your son sounds awesome. I hope my sons are cool like dat when they are teenagers. I should be so lucky.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the stalk. Feel free to stop by anytime and comment. TN4th is a good guy. I'm sure he will vouch for you. We blogging teachers have to stick together.
This was a great post. I may have to come back for another visit.
Now, as for the bugs on the windshield... I was a 14 year old scout and we had driven from SLC to Moab in the middle of summer without once washing the windshield. There was an array of colors and I seemed to taste them all.
Cheeseboy, LOL! That is N-A-S-T-Y!! Bet they all tasted like nutty chicken........
ReplyDeleteI extend the same invitation to you. Come back and visit. I can't say what I write is brilliant as I've been told your blog is.....but I do enjoy visitors and comments. Don't we all.....
Awww! Suddenly I think I might like having a few teenagers around the house... at least the masculine version. ;)
ReplyDeleteMelissa, Seriously, they are a blast. I'm a little worried about the feminine one.....but so far......the boys have been loads of fun.
ReplyDeleteI wish my small people could have teens like yours for role models--we have a real dearth around here. Right now our best examples are members of other churches.
ReplyDeleteYour boy sounds like a treasure.
I hope I'm as "unhappy" as you someday! :)
ReplyDeleteAnaise, He really is a treasure. He's a fun child.
ReplyDeleteFrom what little I know of you I think your girls are going to be just fine. You're doing a bang up job and they are going to be pillars and leaders in your community.
My punks are by no means perfect but I'm sure enjoying these teenage years that everybody says are horrible.
Ginna, Me too!! And you will be because I know Mr. M. He's a good boy and full of energy. The energy is good. I promise. :D
Jody, Today, he's a keeper. :)
ReplyDeleteLove it! Ya know, I need to brag about my kids more...
ReplyDeleteTamra, I'm a firm believer that kids turn out how you treat them. Treat them like they are winners, leaders, etc. and they become winners, leaders, etc.
ReplyDeleteI'm with Misty.
ReplyDeleteLori, With being as cold as it has been around here I wish I was Misty too. Literally!
ReplyDeleteSo, what you're saying is that when your parents threatened you as a teenager with, "When you're a parent you're going to get kids just like you!" they were wrong. Is that what you are saying?
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