So who's the teen specialist?
Do I get a taser and a shotgun? If so, I'll do it.
"Get those socks off the floor, or I'll shoot you somewhere you haven't had a chance to really use. "
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So who's the teen specialist?
Do I get a taser and a shotgun? If so, I'll do it.
"Get those socks off the floor, or I'll shoot you somewhere you haven't had a chance to really use. "
At the coffee shop today we were talking about S -- who has a way with horses, dogs, and her kids. There is lots of laughter and fun , but that are consequences to actions. Not helping make lunch for school - no lunch. Her youngest whines , but falls in. I am wondering what she would do that young adult stage.
I have a friend who is going through this stage with his son. He is coming home between 3 - 5 in the morning, which wakes and/or keeps his folks up. I keep saying wake him up. Don't let him sleep past 9am. But M has been a pretty good kid, so I think Dad just doesn't know how to be firm.
Laura, you situation is more complex. I can only come up with extreame situations. Like not letting him live in house until he helps. Camping is good for him , right?
I love teens! In the classroom. Nsm at home.
So, in keeping with Em's TV education, we were watching the Doctor Who episode "The Shakespeare Code" set, natch, in 1599...Shakespearian times.
Em's not into it. Actively bored. Pauses the show and wanders off. So I ask her: "Punk, are you bored with this episode?"
"Yeah."
"'Cause it's got witches?"
"Eh."
"'Cause it's set way back in time and it's all old and stuff?"
"Yeah. Like the 1970s."
A friend's fiancee's mother passed away today. It wasn't unexpected, she had cancer, but they were hoping she would make it to the wedding in September. I only met her once at the wedding shower, but she seemed to be a wonderful woman. Fuck cancer!
Fuck cancer.
I love teens! In the classroom. Nsm at home.
Amen, sistah!!
Oh, sj, I am so sorry.
Hey, all! Just back from a week with the fam in TN. Brought 3 of them back with me. My sis and her 2 kids (ages 10 and 11) came with me. Both of the kids have ADHD. I am already exhausted. They just ran to Target to fiddle around and give their aunt an hour of quiet time. Bless them.
"Yeah. Like the 1970s."
Heh. Did you correct Em on her estimate of historical events?
Fuck cancer, indeed.
Fuck cancer. Cause that is always in order.