What do you do when you share your home with two teenagers + one tween?
How did life become ever so complicated just because they added a bit of height?
Okay, so it is quite a bit of height.
There is the ranting and raving.
The raging hormones.
Being unreasonable is applied with frightening precision.
Stroppy obstinate pigheaded awkward.
The death look that tells you 'does this face care'
And that is just me.
The children are angels, really. *blinks*