Several months ago, our eleven-year-old suddenly morphed from a little kid into a tweenager. This (literal and figurative) development thrilled Lili and terrified us. Shortly thereafter, we discovered that my clothes and shoes fit her, another milestone which delighted her but struck fear into my heart. Lil now calls everyone “bruh” and does a
We hear, “you’re going to miss this when it’s over” or “you’ll look back on this and smile” and other annoying cliches from older parents all of the time. But as I’m beginning to identify with those “older” (gasp) parents I have to say, they were right.
I find new ways to embarrass my daughters every single day. Sometimes with little or no effort. (Most times I don’t even know what I have done.) If you don’t have a teenager, you probably have no idea what I am talking about. If you are new to the teen scene, hold on tight and put on your seat belt, because the ride is about to get a little bumpy.