that I am a mom to teens. Technically, Kayla is only 12 but she looks and acts every bit like a teenager. In the last six months or so, I have been so weary and bedgraggled by all the hormone surges, bad moods and general smart mouthiness that I considered adopting them out. To someone better equipped. Today, I just laugh and laugh and laugh. No one is equipped for teens. The same mouth that honors and thanks you will then clip off some disrespect. They can't even help it.
My girls are good and I just have to remind myself of that 100 times a day. AND, pray without ceasing. Seriously, no ceasing!!
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Funny how when we consider having children we think of a little round headed cherub who smells sweet and snuggles in to the side of our necks. Stays where you leave it... never talks back.
We don't consider the introduction to solid foods, toilet training, acne, braces and attitudes.
If someone handed us the teenage version of that little angel at the hospital, we'd all go mad.
Fun, isn't it?
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