I have three teenagers.
I think its the same as when they were toddlers.
When they were little, sometimes I loved them and thought they were adorable. Sometimes I hid in my bathroom to get away from them.
Same today
I do find as I get older my tolerance for little ones gets shorter. Actually, its not the kids (who I think are cute but don't dwell on like I used to). its the parents. I seriously crawl out of my skin with some parents talking to their kids, it makes me crazy.
like we were at the beach this weekend and the mom next to me wouldn't stop talking the.entire.day. "Jamal, don't do that. Jamal, stop it. Jamal, this is your last warning. Jamal, don't kick the sand. Jamal, stop it. Jamal, eat your snack. Jamal, eat your fish. How do you spell fish Jamal? How do you spell Fish? F--I--S....I seriously was going insane.
And its me, not her. Im sure she is a lovely woman. I just am losing my tolerance and becoming a crankly old person
I love my teenagers. They are unpredictably beautiful creatures
