Teen girl *screaming* at the top of her lungs "I HATE YOU" (for the first time - I'm sure not the last) in a van on the way to school, and then proceeding on to list all my deficiencies (and may I just say I have a *very* impressive and stupendously long list of flaws - esp since the ride to school is 5 mins max), how I don't love her, how I can't wait for her to leave for college, how she's never coming home, yada yada yada yada. Unfortunately, I got the giggles when she hit the part about how I have no clue how she feels or what her struggles are because I was a teen so long ago it's completely irrelevant. Diva and I are so alike it's scary, right down to screaming at our mothers. Sigh.... what a perfectly *lousy* way to start the day, especially when it's the third of 4 days this week when I have had the benefit of my beloved daughter's insight into my many shortcomings. I swear, if she tells me one more time that I've ruined her life by having Boo and thank you (seriously?!?!?!?)..... I'm going to implode. They should hand out sedatives to parents (for personal use) of girls once the girls hit 11. Days/weeks/months like this make me thankful for old thank you, who I think severed several of my neural connections due to verbal abuse. Diva will take care of the few that remain.