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<blockquote data-quote="DazedandConfused" data-source="post: 368305" data-attributes="member: 831"><p>Visions of my 14 year old son. Today was trash day. I let him have a friend spend the night and it went pretty well(other than making a mess in the kitchen, spilling jelly in the frig and on the counter top, leaving the front door open which let in a herd of flies). There's a first for everything I guess. I've been really trying to stick with Fran's "Do to get" philosophy. Well, he doesn't want to much, let me tell you. So, he doesn't get much. Anyway, today was trash day and I got up early and put out the cans. Son and friend walk to my Moms (lives on same street) to go swimming (I heard the phone convo with my Mom asking permission. I heard her say, "You have to brush your teeth before you come up." LOL Thanks, Mom!). When they come back, I'm in the kitchen cleaning up of course, and I ask Son if he brought in the trash cans. He begin to hissy fit and his friends says that they did bring in the recycling bin; the trash hadn't been picked up yet. Then, friend says, "He told me NOT to bother with them". <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite4" alt=":mad:" title="Mad :mad:" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":mad:" /></p><p> </p><p>I asked, after noticing he was rewearing dirty clothes, "Don't you think it's time to throw a load in?" He said, "No!" and looked at me if I were out of my mind. He wore every shirt, even the ones too small, in his drawer. </p><p> </p><p>Any small chore gets a huge blustering of "you expect me to do everything!" He will throw a fit for 20 minutes over something that will take less than five. </p><p> </p><p>He stinks and his room stinks. I have to admit I do wash and change his sheets because *I* can't stand it. What's his answer? Spray everything is the strongest cologne he can find while I am nearly incapacitated by the fumes. </p><p> </p><p>Of course, we have an epic battle of brushing teeth which my Mom tried to help me out with.</p><p> </p><p>He's rude, nasty, and I can't take him places anymore. At least not by myself. husband and I have to double team with him. Since husband is gone the majority of the time working, we don't go anywhere. </p><p> </p><p>I thought he was unpleasant before, oh boy nothing prepared me for his puberty. I can barely stand to be around him now. </p><p> </p><p>Never in a million years, when I had this little baby boy, did I think raising him was going to be living in Hades. </p><p> </p><p>So, you have my understanding and sympathy.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="DazedandConfused, post: 368305, member: 831"] Visions of my 14 year old son. Today was trash day. I let him have a friend spend the night and it went pretty well(other than making a mess in the kitchen, spilling jelly in the frig and on the counter top, leaving the front door open which let in a herd of flies). There's a first for everything I guess. I've been really trying to stick with Fran's "Do to get" philosophy. Well, he doesn't want to much, let me tell you. So, he doesn't get much. Anyway, today was trash day and I got up early and put out the cans. Son and friend walk to my Moms (lives on same street) to go swimming (I heard the phone convo with my Mom asking permission. I heard her say, "You have to brush your teeth before you come up." LOL Thanks, Mom!). When they come back, I'm in the kitchen cleaning up of course, and I ask Son if he brought in the trash cans. He begin to hissy fit and his friends says that they did bring in the recycling bin; the trash hadn't been picked up yet. Then, friend says, "He told me NOT to bother with them". :angry: I asked, after noticing he was rewearing dirty clothes, "Don't you think it's time to throw a load in?" He said, "No!" and looked at me if I were out of my mind. He wore every shirt, even the ones too small, in his drawer. Any small chore gets a huge blustering of "you expect me to do everything!" He will throw a fit for 20 minutes over something that will take less than five. He stinks and his room stinks. I have to admit I do wash and change his sheets because *I* can't stand it. What's his answer? Spray everything is the strongest cologne he can find while I am nearly incapacitated by the fumes. Of course, we have an epic battle of brushing teeth which my Mom tried to help me out with. He's rude, nasty, and I can't take him places anymore. At least not by myself. husband and I have to double team with him. Since husband is gone the majority of the time working, we don't go anywhere. I thought he was unpleasant before, oh boy nothing prepared me for his puberty. I can barely stand to be around him now. Never in a million years, when I had this little baby boy, did I think raising him was going to be living in Hades. So, you have my understanding and sympathy. [/QUOTE]
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