The Man is out for the evening playing poker with his friends. The weekids are in bed and I'm hanging out with Brandon and Allie and one of Allie's friends. We're eating ice cream and playing word games and having a heckuva time.
I have cool kids. Cool, smart kids - Brandon keeps kicking my butt at Twirl. So in the interest of getting back to the important stuff - I'm just going to keep this short and just say:
I am thankful for my life as a mom of two teenagers (OK, one teenager and one almost teenager.)
It's hard. Really hard. But when it's good, there's nothing better.
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I almost blogged about the same teenage thing a couple days ago, but I couldn't for the life of me find the right words! Glad you did!
Well, this is encouraging. I find the teenage years to be panic-inducing...glad to know there is good there, too.
You give me hope. I have two older kids and one wee one. I will survive!
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