Yeah, I might be housework-impaired
So for the last two days, Junior has had the stomach flu. Now, I have to tell you, this did not deter him from going to school Monday so I could pick him up in his new car. Sadly, the minute we got home, he announced he was sick and spent the rest of the [...]
Read More..>>Finally, Junior buys a car…with help
So over the weekend, Junior ended up with his first car. And Harry and I ended up paying for half of it.
Yes, I know I said we weren’t. But honestly, the minute I sat in something that Junior’s entire life savings could purchase, I knew it wasn’t going to happen. For one thing? There were [...]
Car shopping with teen is hell
I have been to hell. And I’m probably going there again. And quite possibly a third time. But I will be damned if I go there a fourth time. And where, you might ask, is my personal hell? Oh, that would be car shopping with a nearly 16-year old boy.
I told you it was hell.
Look, [...]
Teenagers are just like 3 year olds, only bigger
After years of parenting I have made a stunning discovery. There is very little difference between a teenager and a 3 year old. Okay, fine. A teenager usually has bigger feet. And usually the teenager can reach the top cabinets in the kitchen. But other than that? There’s pretty much no difference.
Look, I have studied [...]
Gratitude List 2011
Um, yes I did write this before I went to Florida for the holidays. And yes, I did forget to publish it. Apparently I was blinded by the despair I felt after trying to zip up my jeans yesterday. Anyway, I don’t make resolutions, but I do make gratitude lists. And here is mine for [...]
Read More..>>How to study for finals
As the parent of a teenager, I have many opportunities to study the teenager in his native habitat. (That would be the kitchen because he’s growing so fast.) But I also get to observe the species as he does something called “studying for finals.” Now, it’s been my observation that studying for finals involves a [...]
Read More..>>I miss the timeout chair
There are certain things I miss about Junior being young. Oh, some of them are obvious. I miss the smell of a freshly washed baby. I miss the silky cheek he used to let me touch. I miss the way he’d back up to the couch and plop down on my lap to watch cartoons.
But [...]
