I say something, I get a snarky comment. I make an observation, I get a rude look. I ask for something to get done, I get an argument. I demand for something to get done, well, let the battle begin.
Nothing is easy lately- not that it ever really WAS, but it certainly isn’t getting any easier. People told me it would get easier once kids get older, but now I have to ask- how old? 13? 16? 18? 21? The day they have their own kid hit their tween years and they get it? HOW OLD???
Read more HERE: http://www.confessionsfromboystown.com/2012/08/15/armegeddon-the-tween-years/