You’ve been enjoying the sweet spot of parenting since your children outgrew the pre-schooler phase, but now you’re wallowing in the Tween Trenches. Well, I’ve got good news for you about your tweenager… and some bad news.
The Good News: They can blow their own noses.
The Bad News: They drop used tissues everywhere.
The Good News: Their music is actually pretty cool.
The Bad News: Yours is not.
The Good News: They can feed themselves.
The Bad News: They leave empty wrappers and dirty dishes all over the house.
The Good News: They can do their own homework.
The Bad News: They still yell at you as though you assigned it in the first place.
The Good News: They sleep in until noon on Saturdays.
The Bad News: The soccer game starts at 9:00 A.M.
The Good News: They don’t need a babysitter while you run errands.
The Bad News: They are ALONE in your house.
The Good News: They still love you.
The Bad News: Sometimes.
The Good News: They can get dressed by themselves.
The Bad News: They insist on wearing the same t-shirt everywhere all week.
The Good News: They can bathe themselves.
The Bad News: Only when you force them.
The Good News: They can clean up their own rooms.
The Bad News: They don’t.
The Good News: They can wipe their own butts.
The Bad News: They still smell like ass.
What news can you add?
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17 Responses
Well at least it’s nice to know I’m not alone. Once again, Foxy, you’ve hit the nail right on the head. 🙂
We gotta stick together. It’s the only way we’ll get through this.
That’s sounds like a fairly accurate description of my tweenager years!
(Mine too.)
Thank you for this balanced report. These tweenagers you speak of sound a bit like husbands…
HAHAHA! There are some eerie similarities.
OMG this is so perfect. It applies to teens as well. Mostly.
WHAT?! You mean the end is much further down the road than I thought?
*pours more wine
All of these are true. May I add:
Good News: They can keep themselves amused
Bad News: By watching endless Minecraft videos on Youtube
EXCELLENT addition.
The perfection in this post, I drop to my knees in awe. Seriously.
You flatter me. (Don’t stop.) xo
Sadly, it doesn’t stop with tweens….it goes way past teens and young adult hood! I just hope the ass smell begins to slightly resemble roses by age 21!
The smell is the WORST!
This is SO funny and accurate. My daughter is now 25, gainfully employed and living across the country, so there is light at the end of the tunnel. That said, I am still doing an archaeological dig in what used to be her bedroom–and she hasn’t really lived in there since she was 18 and left for college. However, when she comes home for Christmas each year she sleeps until noon, leaves used tissues and dirty dishes everywhere and still has me read/edit the blog posts she does for her job. The biggest difference: now that I only see her twice a year, I don’t mind at all.
I LOVE that story–used tissues and all. xoxo
Fantastic…love the perspective! Good to know that they’re “getting there”…even with a few backslides in execution.