Having a teenager is hard. I mean really hard. I blame. Me. And my moms curses. I was a hard teenager too. At least that is what she tells me. For, I thought I was fine and she was the deviant. At least, that is what I thought back then. Today. I admit. I was a hard teenager.
So as a parent, on a day when you win a battle, with your teenager, you should celebrate. Because yes. There are winners and losers. And it is, WAR! So you celebrate. Because, as the parent, you don't get to win. Often. At least this is my experience. Or, at least my perception. Since, I am certain Casi would say otherwise. And probably thinks I am a deviant.
And it matters because, you want so badly to be successful. Your success being tied to their success. In life. At least that is what her psychiatrist will tell her. As he explains how I screwed up. For I know, I will. Or already have.
But, I have digressed from my true point in this ramble. So when you realize you have had this small victory. You should celebrate. And Today. I choose to celebrate by bragging.
Me: "The next time you say a negative comment you have to follow it with two positive ones."
Casi: "THAT IS....! (long pause) I guess I will just stop talking."
I won! right? She is such a smart girl.
Too Funny! I'm not looking forward to the teenage years, especially with two. But you do a great job I love it.
ReplyDeleteOkay, first...I KNOW I was a perfect teenager. ;-) Second, all my "heated" conversations with my daughter are all one sided, because she REFUSES to speak to me. She's got great expressions though. When I ever figure out what they all mean, I'll have to write a clever How To manual. Third...but mostly, you gotta love them and that sweetness that is sometimes just buried under a lot of crazy hormones, peer fear and insecurities.
ReplyDeletei resent this post and i win ALL the battles
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