Monday, January 26, 2009

Going to the Dogs

I am ready to either sell my preteen or ship him off to military school. My husband wanted kids so it's technically his fault. I wanted more dogs.

Just needed to get that off my chest. Feel free to commiserate or ignore.

3 comments:

Stephanie said...

Well, you can always trade him to the gypsies ... OH WAIT!! I tried that, they brought my boy back ... said "NO WAY!"

Keep yer chin up, you only got a few more years with him, then he will grow up and move away and call you every day with questions about laundry and food and rent and transportation and and and ...

Mokihana said...

Sorry.... I wish I could say that tomorrow will be better, but I'm afraid you've got a few years to go yet.

I have friends with 16-year old boys, and not to discourage you or anything, because what are you gonna do but suffer through it... but the next few years will be challenging to da max.

Hang in there... you're gonna make it.

Jenster said...

Thanks, guys. I feel a little better knowing I'm not alone.