It's going to be a long decade.
Posted
Tuesday, December 04, 2012 9:18 AM
by
Amy Unger
They grow fast, don't they?
The kid picked out his own neon green hat at the grocery store and insisted I snap a photo of his bad-self while propped up against the ham section. I thought it was appropriate, actually. Ham for a ham.
Over the past 8 years, I'd been wondering when the teenage attitude begins to emerge. You know, that saucy-talk-back-I-know-everything-and-you're-too-old-to-speak phase. Turns out it happens right at about 8.
He doesn't understand why he can't watch The Walking Dead with me. He doesn't understand why he can't have an iPad for Christmas. He doesn't understand why the music played in the car can't be his music all the time. He doesn't understand the point of bedtime. He doesn't understand that I'm actually the one who knows everything and he doesn't know squat.
Let the battle of wills begin.