Teenage daughters were invented to remind us that, no matter how smart or educated or funny you think you are… some people are just going to tune you out.
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Don’t encourage him
High school orientation with My Oldest, age 13, and her mother. Jammed in packed high school auditorium, waiting for program to start.
Lots of talking and whispering.
Me: (loud whisper to her mom) Hey… How much will you pay me to run up on stage and start dancing?”
Oldest: “Daddy!”
Random dad from row in front of us: “I’ll put up $10.”
Dad in row behind us: “Yeah, I’m in for $10 to see that.”
Oldest, sinking into her seat: “Oh… My… God.”
Old and Yellowed
I’m loving my son getting excited about reading my old, yellowed copies of Encyclopedia Brown mysteries. The books still have my name written on the inside cover in my mom’s handwriting. I might cry I’m so proud and happy.
That’s normal, right?
Very Vocal Viking 