Teenage Wasteland
Yesterday The Child and I went out to do a little shopping. It was one of those times when we were anything but in sync. It didn't really matter what we were talking about; I'd say something and she'd debate the point. Even when there was no debate to be had.
At one point I exclaimed, "Geez, Child, you are arguing with everything I say!"
She replied, "No, I'm not".
Oy.
At one point I exclaimed, "Geez, Child, you are arguing with everything I say!"
She replied, "No, I'm not".
Oy.
Labels: smells like teen spirit, The Child
cobbled together by Moi at 7:00 AM
9 Comments:
Isn't that part of teenagehood?
I know of those moods. I think I'm having one right now.
Yes I am!
JP - no you're not!
I think The child,JP,and Willym need a time out..
Ba Ha Ha Ha
Peace, Love, Harmony & Beautiful Thoughts.
Peace
:+}
Anne, yes. But I hate it.
Go to your naughty mat, JP.
You too, Wills.
Dang it, Sling. We are good parents, aren't we?
Thanks, Anonyba.
Double oy!! :)
ha. :)
Some days it really doesn't matter what you say to them, you're just wrong by default.
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