As I steadily transition from Mom of Some Kids to a Mom of Teenagers I have to admit that uttering the words, “I have teenagers at home” makes me shake my head, look around for the person who should have said that, and then remembering that I did, in fact, just take a daily vitamin with my pooping yogurt so yes, I did really admit to having TEENS. Today my youngest turns 13.
That, in and of itself, made me calculate how many months my youngest has been on this planet. 156 months.
I’m training him to drink coffee at a cafe with a computer. (Don’t write to me and tell me not to give my kid coffee because FIRST OF ALL, I started drinking it when I read Diary of A Young Girl by Anne Frank and wanted to feel more “European” at age 13 and secondly, he’s really drinking hot chocolate. I’m not a terrible mom. I give him decaf. See? I’m also not a stupid mom.)
He’s enormous. But still tries to fit into my lap crushing me under his weight. He has that bluish fleshy skin inherited from my own mother. Most importantly, he has a great sense of humor as we giggled wickedly as we used the book What’s Your Poo Telling You? as our bedtime story last night. I’m pretty sure that “deja poo”, “turd tea”, and “deuce juice” will now be a part of the birthday dinner talk tonight.
Happy Birthday, you cool kid, you!
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My goodness, it seems like just last year when I made that same statement as my youngest turned 13 and we transitioned to a houseful of teenagers…now, in a few short months that same 13 year old turns 19 just after graduating from high school. I should be getting used to it by now as he has 4 older siblings that have made that step into young adulthood not too long ago.
Transition is hard but I know I will adjust just as I have with the others…but, I do miss those teenage years…the fun, the energy, the excitment, the unexpected, watching them become more independant and finding their own unique ways to express themselves and who they are. I can honestly say that overall those teen years were pretty amazing years with my kids.
Now, that they are young adults, living their lives, following their own dreams, we have a different relationship that is special and quite great because they actually give back and realize that us moms are quite smart but it’s not the same once they leave home and are on their own.
Enjoy these years with your teens…they go by so quickly and really can be wonderful…not all of it but most! Happy birthday to your son!
Happy birthday to that handsome young man! What great pictures. What a great mom.
Dude, I so want you to be my mom sometimes. Actually I would keep my mom but then you would be my other mom. It would be awesome.
I feel lucky: neither of my “children” (ages 16 and 21) has taken up my coffee vice. Your “little” darling is such a handsome young man!
13? Really? Time flies…happy birthday to the Youngest M!
Happy Birthday to the new Teen!
& I totally let my kids drink coffee… it’s very milky and sugary sweet, but still, it’s got to be better than Red B*ll!
Happy Birthday to your boy. A little coffe (even with caff) never hurt anybody.
Oh, so beautiful…you make me imagine how it would be when my kids turns 11, 12, 13…and more.
All my (older) sisters have teenagers now, but I still can’t imagine being the parent of one myself. Happy 13th to your youngest!
Your youngest is a week older than my second oldest. Happy Birthday to him! And what fun pictures. I love photo effects.