We’re counting down the last days with our tween.
Yes, it’s true but we will be parenting our 4th teenager this month.
When one of The Twenties (darling twin #1) generously supported her school magazine fundraiser, none of us were aware of what she ordered without parental supervision.
Magazine confiscation took place immediately.
Because I am that mean mom.
I wish her “bubble” was smaller and free of advertisements and three Twenties as siblings.
Alas, I can’t change birth order but I can do my best to keep things age appropriate in a world that continues to make things too complicated for our youth.
I know it is universal that when we are young, we want to hurry up and get older.
Then when we get older, we often long for our younger days.
My job as the old and cranky parent is to slow her down.
Even when she bestows the title of “Fun Sucker” on me.
Such an honor.
So many perks with the mom job.
Love you as big as the whole world, Scary Baby.