What a wonderful age....NOT! Why is it when I was 17 things weren't so complicated. School was school, no questions asked. Girlfriends/boyfriends were nice, cute, liked your mom type of of kids. I'm really starting to not like this age, really.
The boy has been 17 for 6 months now. You know what? He's learned everything about life in that 6 months. He knows it all. I was born the day I gave birth to him and never once in my life experienced anything. He knows how to deal with girls, he knows what he needs to do in school but yet we won't discuss the last report card :) His mind is set on what he wants to do, when he wants to do it. He's already growing into the "male". Won't do anything unless he's specifically told. Yep, he's preparing for marriage.
So I try and sit back and think....where did I go wrong? What did I do to deserve this. Then it all hits me. The mother curse. Remember back when and your mother said to you "When you grow up, I hope you have kids just like you." Well it's happened. Back then I didn't think I was doing it to my mother, but now I realize...I did. Gives me a new found appreciation for my mom. God love her.
Now, can anyone point me to the website that will overnight straight jackets? Thanks. Because in 15 years, I have to do it all again. UGH!
Tuesday, July 8, 2008