Anonymous wrote:My kids are little now, and still think I'm a hero, I'm a miracle worker, and my hugs heal wounds. I know it will end soon and they will become kids and less dependent on me and they'll realize I'm full of flaws (and remind me of them). But, watching Boyhood makes me SO depressed. Is this what teens are like? Sullen? Monosyllabic? Disinterested in their futures? Apathetic? Please give me some hope that my heart just won't break into pieces when my kids become teens.
More or less. Asking my 17 y.o. DD how her day went usually elicits a "fine." What do you have to do today? "Stuff," etc. and pressing for more info. produces irritation. It is very frustrating sometimes.
At other times, we have the most eye-opening conversations. Or we will argue b/c I might challenge her opinion on something based on my wealth of experience. As the former president of Hampden-Sydney as said to his sons: "You've never been 50! I've been 17."
LOL!