When you're a parent you worry about any and everything.
I find myself fretting over the teenage years.
A lot.
And we are not even close to them.
(8 years, 5 months, and 29 days away).
I am scared to death of my kids 'doing it'.
Because the reality is...someday they probably will.
And these are the sorts of things that keep me up at night.
I have a little issue with control.
But then I come across a picture like this and I smile.
We're going to be just fine.
8 comments:
Hadley is such a goofball. Love that she is trying to fit into Carsie's clothes.
Relax, sistah.
I refuse to discuss "doing it". Never. Ever. I have to drink more before that.
Love that Hads has on a mid-drift shirt already. Same size as current high school girls. Adorbs.
This is why cloth diapers are superior to disposible - with cloth you get HORRIBLE diaper rash and you are safe that your daughter will never show her crotch to ANYONE . . . so too late for you!
This picture shows you that she's thinking head with that crotchless get up.....
err... thinking AHEAD
I remember those pants!!! Wow, can't believe they are still around. And I stay awake worrying about that stuff too, when I'm not worrying about my daughter barking like a dog at the doctors:)
You'll spend too much time being annoyed at the eye rolling and back talk to be worried about them "doing it" You'll just be glad they're out of the house so you can watch TV in peace.
It starts at 9, not 13. The lip, not the "doing it" They start staying up later and later, and want you to hang out with them and play Sorry.
(Still awesome, though...)
Cole just dumped Hadley. Shucks.
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