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Surviving the Teen Years

 

Hello everyone. I hope all is well with you. I’ve been busy this week with kid duties and writing. Although, I had to take a break for a couple of days because I got stuck on how to continue my story. On the second day, I went for a run and wouldn’t you know it, all I needed was some physical activity. The plot bunny worked itself out.

Then I got my first MS back from my friend/mentor, Sam, who’s finding all my little peccadillos for me. She truly is amazing and I love her! So, I’m planning on diving into that tonight and making my story that much more awesome!

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But enough about that. I struggled to come up with a topic for today’s post, but while in the shower, I thought of one and so without further ado, here it is.

I know it’s hard to believe but my kids love to push my buttons. They love to get under my skin, and they will take every opportunity to do it. For example, I hate it when someone burps or makes the farting noise at the dinner table. So of course, my boys do this every chance they get. I’ll be sitting there eating my dinner and one of them will start with the fart noise. I’ll look up from my plate and they’ll both be giggling. Here’s a typical scenario.

“Okay. Who did that?”

The boys will look at each other and start giggling harder. “We don’t know,” they’ll cry in unison. I’ll look at hubby, but he’s no help whatsoever because he’s laughing, too.

“Knock it off. You know I don’t like that sound at the dinner table.”

They’ll grow quiet until I look down at my plate again and that’s when another healthy fart sound will ripple through the atmosphere. Of course, things only get worse from this point on.  Every time I look down at my plate one of my little cherubs will rip an even louder one than the last time.

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I didn’t know what to do and many a meal has been ruined for me because of the shenanigans of these two adorable scalawags. Then one day I had an epiphany. I could be just as irritating to them. Instead of me getting all upset and ornery, why don’t I get on their last nerve like they get on mine? The light bulb in my mind turned on. I knew of a way to do it.

So the next day, while at the dinner table the little tricksters started in with their fart noises. I was  twirling spaghetti around my fork when one of them sent the fart sound out into the atmosphere. I immediately dropped my eating utensil and stood up and started singing.

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Yes. Singing. I started belting out the lyrics to the song “You are my sunshine.”

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After all, we could all use a little more sunshine in our lives, right? 😉

My boys’ reactions were instantaneous. They both covered their ears and started wailing. “Stop! Stop singing!”

And that’s when I was able to negotiate a deal. I told them I wouldn’t sing if they wouldn’t burp or make disgusting fart sounds. They agreed.

I will add a little side note here. My boys loved my singing when they were babies. I used to sing them to sleep. As soon as they entered the murky waters of the tween and teen years, they turned and no longer enjoy my musical talent.

See how quickly a liability can turn into an asset? It’s all in how you use it. Am I right or am I right?

You’re welcome. We parents need to stick together so we can all survive the teen years.

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Thanks for stopping by and reading my post today. Do you have any parenting tips you’d like to share? Leave a comment! I’d love to hear from you!

Author:

I'm a Young Adult Author with two new series, "The Starlight Chronicles" and "The Super Spies." The first one's a coming of age series and the second one's a mystery/thriller series. I'm also the mother of two boys who keep me hopping and they're my inspiration for everything. When I'm not shuttling my boys to school or a play date, I'm writing. When I'm not writing, I'm reading, hiking, or sometimes running. I love anything chocolate and scary movies too.

33 thoughts on “Surviving the Teen Years

  1. Thank you for making me laugh out loud as I read this, Lisa! I love the image of you bursting into song during dinner. If you have to repeat the exercise do you think you’ll stick with “You Are My Sunshine” or will you expand your repertoire?

    1. I’ve expanded my repertoire to include songs I sung to them when they were babies. Twinkle, twinkle little star and others. LOL! 🙂 But it certainly does woners for unsavory behavior and I’m not getting irritable so it’s a win/win for everyone! 🙂

  2. Oh my gosh, Lisa! You handled that beautifully. My son HATES my singing (and dancing) and while I don’t think either are going to win my fame and fortune they’re not THAT bad. But, I’m going to use your tactic the next time we have our own little fart-festival at the dinner table. Wonderful!

  3. I cannot imagine why your children want to push your buttons. That has never happened before in the history of motherhood. (Ok, Ok, I just wanted to crack myself up!) You handled this brilliantly!

  4. Wow you should patent this idea Lisa. If only I could have been so smart when mine were teens. Mind you, having said that, in my experience acting like a teen can sometimes extend way beyond their 20th birthday. (Yes, even 30th, don’t get me started!)

    1. LOL! I hear you, Denzil. And to be honest there are moments when I still act like a teen. I always say Age and Maturity Level are not mutually exclusive! Hey. That would make a great title for another blog post! Thanks for the inspiration!

  5. Aw…. but it’s all harmless fun! Yeah, why is it that kids lovvveee when we sing them to sleep but as soon as they hit their teens….. “Please mam stop singing. Embarrassing!”
    Pups!

    1. I know it’s harmless fun, but when they keep doing it, it does grind my gears. I understand why they want me to stop singing, let’s face it, I’m not good, but I do love to sing! 🙂

  6. You know, you’re gonna miss those farts when the scallywags grow up! I’m surprised you didn’t sing a song from RUSH! LOL! Cheers and keep those songs coming!

    1. LOL! I hear you. I usually sing RUSH or the EAGLES, but I do that in the car and they go crazy. And you’re right, I am going to miss those fart noises when they grow up. That’s why I came up with the singing idea. I wanted to change their behavior and have great memories at the same time. 🙂 Thanks for stopping by Sharon! I appreciate it!

    1. I got to tell you it works like a charm and it’s so much more fun than me being frustrated and grumpy when they don’t want to comply. 🙂 We all have a good laugh and laughter is the best medicine am I right, or am I right?

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