Showing posts with label teenagers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label teenagers. Show all posts
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Rite of Passage - Radio Wars
My son has recently been deemed old enough and big enough to ride in the front seat of the car. The benefit of this is that I no longer feel like a chauffeur when it's just me and the kids in the car. The downside is that it puts my son within arms reach of the radio controls. Every time he sits in the front seat he immediately wants to put on this pop crap radio station. <shiver> I can only hear so many songs about bimbos and partying, or partying bimbos, or losing ones partying bimbo, before I want to find the 'artists' and burn their cheesy drum machines and make them eat their auto-tuners! Due to my refusal to listen to this station, he's tried several tactics to try and change the station when he thinks I am not paying attention. As a result, he has learned that his Mother has excellent peripheral vision and lightning reflexes. I am NINJA Mom!
Labels:
arguing,
auto tuners,
drum machines,
music,
pop music,
radios,
teenagers
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Parental Rite of Passage - #9 You Are Officially an Idiot.
9) The first time your child looks at you with that look of annoyance and pity that says "How can you be so clueless? I can't believe I am your offspring, because I'm so smart and with it and know what I'm talking about - but you? You are completely out of touch and have no idea. It's so embarrassing!"
I still have not gotten this look from my son and I am savoring the remaining days until it happens. My daughter came out of the womb dubious of my parental qualifications and abilities. Of course, she had a 9 month amniotic-fluid-muffled preview. Apparently she wasn't impressed.
I still have not gotten this look from my son and I am savoring the remaining days until it happens. My daughter came out of the womb dubious of my parental qualifications and abilities. Of course, she had a 9 month amniotic-fluid-muffled preview. Apparently she wasn't impressed.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Humor
My children don't think I'm funny anymore. What is it about their impending puberty that makes them lose their sense of humor?!?! The irony is that they lose their sense of humor, and as a parent, if you don't have one, you'll NEVER survive!
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