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The Descent has begun

A has entered what I like to call the Armpit of Adolescence. Forgetting things, days when nothing goes right, and explosive anger. He ended up with a 71 for the six weeks in English after a lifetime of straight A's. And, of course, he hates me at the moment because I will not let him go to a midnight showing of HP4 on a school night, and I am making him sing with his choir so that he misses one hour of hanging out with friends on Saturday night. Oh, yes, I made him take off a tank top and put on a T shirt even though it was a sweaty 42 degrees F outside. He told us we would have to nice to him or he would put us in a retirement home. At least he's not screaming "I HATE YOU!" like I did to my dad. Of course, he's hopefully not bipolar!


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Nov. 11th, 2005 03:15 am (UTC)
tonight he tried to conduct an IM chat with me in French, not realizing that my french stops at "pain au chcolat". But it was fun anyway.

Nov. 11th, 2005 04:12 am (UTC)
Cute. He did come help me sort clothes in his old room tonight, even though he would rather have been watching LOTR on DVD. He sighed and rolled his eyes, but did not complain further. Underneath, he is still a good kid.
Nov. 11th, 2005 06:11 am (UTC)
You know, often that's all the French you need.
Nov. 11th, 2005 06:11 am (UTC)
Oh dear, oh dear. I just cried a lot, as I recall. Unipolar.
Nov. 24th, 2005 03:21 pm (UTC)
Uuuuuggghhhh, my son is as well. 13 and just disgusted with the world.
Plus the bad grades. I took his computer away last Thursday and you would have thought it was the onset of WWIII.
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