It gets better, OP. DD, 21, is a beautiful, charming young woman who constantly tells us how much she loves us and misses us.

She... was not like that as a teenager, let's leave it at that.

My 15yo daughter's room should be designated a Super Fund site. I've given up trying to get her to clean it up, I can only hear "this is my space so why do you care?!" so many times. My attitude at this point is that if she wants to live like that, fine, but I'm not adding to the mess by buying her a thing more and I won't step foot in there to clean anything, and that includes dealing with her laundry since I cannot tell what is clean or dirty.

So the other day she stomps into my room and announces she has no pants to wear. I tell her she knows where the washing machine is and how to use it. She starts raving about how mean I am and how my other children are clearly favorites because I do their laundry (which isn't true, I do her younger brother's wash but her older brother does his own) and on and on. After she wore herself out complaining she stomped back to her lair to fume. But let it be known, she did a load of wash that night. She left it in the washer for two days, but let's not focus on that part...

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Anonymous wrote:OP here-- thank you so much for these stories. I don't know what I was thinking with the thread title, but these really helped. Reminds me of how special and funny our children our.

I showed DD a charity water ad and in the car, she tells me, mom, I'm serious. I don't want any bday or xmas gifts. I said, whoa, are you going to donate them? and she replies, yeah, to myself! I'm going to use the money for camp!

OP, you started a funny thread and your DD made me laugh. You'll be okay. Thanks for the laughs.

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Anonymous wrote:OP here-- thank you so much for these stories. I don't know what I was thinking with the thread title, but these really helped. Reminds me of how special and funny our children our.

I showed DD a charity water ad and in the car, she tells me, mom, I'm serious. I don't want any bday or xmas gifts. I said, whoa, are you going to donate them? and she replies, yeah, to myself! I'm going to use the money for camp!

OP, you started a funny thread and your DD made me laugh. You'll be okay. Thanks for the laughs.

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Anonymous wrote:Not mine but my parents with my younger brother...

My brother, 17, got up unusually early after a night of partying and ran into our Dad in the hallway. My brother told my dad that he was so sorry but he had too much to drink last night and left the car at his friend’s house. My dad said that he wasn’t happy about the drinking but was so proud of my brother for not drinking drunk and being responsible. It was really a nice father-son moment.

Until they went downstairs and the car was parked sideways in our driveway.

My dad was furious! “You were so drunk you didn’t even remember driving home!”

Okay, this made me LOL. And I am glad nobody got hurt.

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OP here-- thank you so much for these stories. I don't know what I was thinking with the thread title, but these really helped. Reminds me of how special and funny our children our.

I showed DD a charity water ad and in the car, she tells me, mom, I'm serious. I don't want any bday or xmas gifts. I said, whoa, are you going to donate them? and she replies, yeah, to myself! I'm going to use the money for camp!

Anonymous wrote:My DD is really a slob. When she was 14, she finished dinner and got up and I was at the sink and said, "honey, bring me your plate."

DH, trying to help, chimed in, "yeah, don't leave your stuff there, Larla, your mother is not the maid,"

To which my DD replied, "Well, actually, Mom, technically, you ARE the maid. Unlike Ms. X and Ms. Y, you have no outside job. You gave up your career to be a SAHM, and thus your work is to work for us. So yes, you ARE the maid, and here are my dishes for you to wash."

I still seethe when I think of that day. Anyways I was so upset I posted on DCUM about it, and of course got yelled at by some, but also got some great advice. In particular, someone recommended a book called, "Yes your teen is crazy" which actually totally changed our dynamic---and it was easy to implement!

Hold Fast, OP

“No, I gave up my outside job to devote myself to ensuring that you become a fully-functional adult. And part of that job is teaching you to clean up after yourself. So bring me your effing dishes.“

I think my DS15 does not have the ability to put on socks in under 15 minutes. Seriously. He just sits there, staring into space.

He could do this when he was a toddler. I am not sure when he lost the ability to put on socks in a reasonable amount of time, but he has. Trying to figure out what brain function replaced the "sock putting on" function because it's gone now.

Oh geeze. I have a 10 yr old and browse here to keep up with what might be coming my way.

There are hysterical yet frightening!

Anonymous wrote:DS pulled out of a friend’s driveway way too fast and hit the trash cans at the curb. Then he pulled forward too fast and ran into the friend’s garage doors - pretty much totaling them.

That was a sweet parenting day.

Been there.

I miss my kids being at home.

Anonymous wrote:Not mine but my parents with my younger brother...

My brother, 17, got up unusually early after a night of partying and ran into our Dad in the hallway. My brother told my dad that he was so sorry but he had too much to drink last night and left the car at his friend’s house. My dad said that he wasn’t happy about the drinking but was so proud of my brother for not drinking drunk and being responsible. It was really a nice father-son moment.

Until they went downstairs and the car was parked sideways in our driveway.

My dad was furious! “You were so drunk you didn’t even remember driving home!”

Okay, this made me LOL. And I am glad nobody got hurt.

Anonymous wrote:DS 16 went to Rolling Loud concert NY. He's been gone since Friday. Plan was a one night stay at friends in city and to me the next night at hotel I booked then cancelled. It's now Monday at 5 am and he's still at friends. Friend mom and I met once, we are now best friends by default via text.

This is his first weekend long concert. Really good kid that always stays in touch. Friday texts were, "hey, all good at G's place. It's beautiful. His mom is chill. Love you"

Many texts in between...

Last night of concert text, "yo mama T, it's fire out here. Gonna pull up to M's crib in WV then swerve back to G's, cxl'd jitney rez bc I got wheels home with C, aight?"

Clearly he's a rapper now SMH

HaHa!!

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Anonymous wrote:I came downstairs after getting ready for an event, looking what I thought was nice.

DS, who has a strong fashion sense, doubtfully: Is that what you are wearing?

Sigh. Life with my mini Michael Kors requires patience.

I have one of these as well. The plus side is he does my make up for special events.

PP here. Mine does my makeup too! So there's that, at least.

Anonymous wrote:DS pulled out of a friend’s driveway way too fast and hit the trash cans at the curb. Then he pulled forward too fast and ran into the friend’s garage doors - pretty much totaling them.

That was a sweet parenting day.

As a parent of a new driver, this post made me laugh out loud before I wanted to cry thinking about how easily that could happen to us.

Thanks, these made me laugh. I've had a bad week with my 17year old.