I HAVE TWO TEENAGERS IN MY HOUSE!
Either that makes me old, or just teetering on the precipice of insanity. What used to be fights about toys and whose turn it is, are rapidly evolving into who gets the car and whose turn it is to fill the tank. Geepers. Life was much simpler when they were in diapers. They were easier then. A diaper, a bottle and a smile from mom was all they needed. We used to spend our mornings at Disneyland and our weekends with friends. Slowly, but surely the insidious beast of time grew to take those simple things away.
Gone is the free time. We haven't been to Disneyland in two years and couldn't find the time if you paid us.
Gone is the simplicity of their needs...they want to know things about quadratic equations and who the prime minister of India is.
Gone are the cheap days of diapers and formula. In are the days of big random school fees and the draining of my wallet every time they walk in the door.
Gone is the ability to just pick up and go. Now we have to balance everything between schedules and school projects.
I miss the easier days and I know that someday they'll return. Unfortunately, they'll return with a quiet house with just two older people in it looking at each other wondering what to do next. However, I don't think that dilemma will last long:
With abandon we'll hit the road, with our bag full of adult diapers and bottles of fortification, go to Disneyland and actually go on a ride together. We'll congratulate each other on surviving it all and be thankful that we did it together...I hope.
After all, that's 14 years away!
The Garth Brooks Dilemma.
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