Today I am tired of all the ways in which my family of special snowflakes is so extra snowflakey and specialish. Today I just want to be a regular family with regular issues and all of the same stuff that everyone deals with because half-grown humans are dealing with hormone poisoning and incomplete frontal lobes.
This means you get to delight in the one way in which our family is just like any other, and that means that over at Alpha Mom I’m helping you to clarify when you’re allowed to exist and when your teenager needs you to just stop it, seriously, GOD MOM.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go back to shopping for a Cloak of Invisibility.
Hormone poisoning–what a horrifyingly accurate phrase.
I would love my family to be a little less special right now too. Cheers.
Ha ha! How true.
Word.
I would be able to loan you two small invisibility cloaks worn by my children when smaller; I think the two would just about cover a small adult. I need ’em back next year when i get my first teenager though.