I love having teenagers. They are funny and interesting, and I always have someone around who is up for late night binge watching.
So far two of them are taller than me, so they can reach stuff that I can’t. The girls let me borrow their shoes. I have people to help me with my errands, carry heavy boxes, fix a paper jam in the printer, and drive me home if I have a second glass of wine at dinner.
Not only that, they can all put on their own shoes, pour their own juice, and rarely does anyone...
Published on July 16, 2017 03:00