I can't believe that Hopey's 7, going on the Go Go's!
Last week, there was some backtalk at BlogHer on blogging about teens and, well, seeing as I happen to be raising 2 of them (teens, I mean) along with a couple of other kids, whose names and ages escape me at the moment, I thought…about DANGED time…because, it's not just me.
My friends Jenn and Busy Mom were also speaking up and I, for one, am really sick (and tired) about how some folks (you know, the ones who think they know everything) believe moms with teenagers are just itching for good blog fodder…DANGIT…as we, undoubtedly, have nothing to say, or worthwhile to add to this (or, any) conversation…about our DANGED kids!
Well, then, my friend Melisa, I hate to be the one tell you this, but you ARE a walking contradiction!
Excuse me, while my Joizey comes out, but are you tawkin' to me? Of cawse you are. I got staw-rees that would make even my gran-muthuh go all, like, you go girl!
[clears throat]
Becawse…[cough]…beeee-cause, I have always tried to be very careful about the stories I share (regardless of my children's ages) and mindful of whether (or, not) my words will hurt, or embarrass my family (or, the people reading our story) in any way.
Still. I'm not perfect. There is always someone ready, willing and very able to prove me wrong and that someone is almost always…one of my kids.
This is one of those stories.