Woe is me.
This beautiful daughter of mine, likes a boy. Excuse me, while I throw-up.
I am too young to have a daughter who likes a boy.
The worst part is he's a nice boy, and we like him.
Woe is me.
Having a fourteen year old is very different than I thought.
My rules were: "No dating until your married".
Notice the were, in the above sentence.
Well, there still is a "no dating" clause in our family.
But, and I stress BUT, it is impossible to make them not like each other.
Woe, is me.
I am NOT old.
My children are going to always think I am the coolest, and I'm not old.
See, she's little, and she loves her mom.
Woe, is me.
I like being a mom.
I like having my kids think I'm the greatest.
I have a feeling that's gonna change, a bit.
Woe, is me.
On the upside, Sandy and I will be able to take great vacations while we are still young.
Greece anyone?
Humm... I like that.
But I still don't like her liking a boy.
Blessings to you and yours!
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