Messing With Teens

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I’ve always heard the myth about how horrible teenagers are.  The stories about how the sweet little darlings that once insisted that we joyfully skip down the sidewalk bellowing out a song together at the top of our lungs would disappear.  We heard the tales that teens would suddenly rather be stuck by lightening then be seen within fifty feet of their parents. Of course, we knew this was pure nonsense.  Our angels would always adore us. 

This has always been true with our eldest.  KT is still a sweet good-natured girl that actually likes hanging out with us.  She has always been the envy of…oh everyone we know.  We just accepted her behavior as normal…all those other parents just had to be doing something wrong.  We had no idea that she was actually a mutant. 

Our Little Mimi, on the other hand, has always marched to her own beat.  Never in my life have I seen such a willful child. (I’m pretty sure this came from her father!)  Oddly enough, as much as it exasperates us, her very strong personality endears her to us the most.  Mimi knows deep in her core that she is always right.  She is more than willing to argue with anyone who dares disagree with her. Sigh…usually this is me….

Fortunately, I am quick on my feet and highly inventive.  I’ve become quite adept over the years at “coming in the back door” as I call it.  Making my child believe that something she would never want to do was all her idea in the first place has become quite the enjoyable challenge.

Despite the fact that she is barely thirteen, Mimi has been showing signs that she is truly a teen.  Sadly, it has become quite apparent that my mere existence is embarrassing.   I have to admit that this really hurt my feelings at first.  But then I got over it and decided this could be a fun thing. 

Yesterday we were at the drive-through window picking up a quick lunch.  I chatted with the young man at the window as he took my money.  As he left to go collect our items I caught sight of my daughter sinking in to the passenger seat.  “Mooooommmm…do you have to talk so loud?” she asked.

“What are you talking about?” I asked her.  I had been talking in a normal tone of voice…same as I always do.

“You are Way. Too. Loud” she scolded with all the distain she could muster. 

Here we go again, I thought to myself as I assured Mimi that I would try to speak more quietly in the future.  I’m sure she was a bit startled that I had mollified her so readily.  Perhaps she didn’t trust me…or perhaps she just knows me too well.  Regardless, I of course I kept my word. 

The young man quickly came back with our food. As I accepted the bag, I sweetly smiled and I politely thanked him.  In a highly exaggerated stage whisper

I couldn’t quite contain my grin as I watched my mortified child melt into the seat…


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27 Responses to Messing With Teens

  1. Gracey says:

    I was a teen not too long ago…the peak I think is at sixteen so that for me was ten years ago, but yep, I can understand your daughters. I was always embarrassed by everything my parents did because you know, everyone is always looking at us!!! 🙂 It is definitely the “Always about ME” stage right now. Ya, don’t take it personally because in just a few short years they will grow out of it and adore you again…speaking from experience, I adore my mom and dad now.

  2. Jay says:

    Oh, she won’t grow out of it THAT fast. LOL …. Of course, your primary job now is to embarrass her every chance you get. Looks like you’re off to a good start on that.

  3. Carmi says:

    Our daughter is only 9, and she’s already showing some of the signs that you describe in your daughter.

    All I can think is, uh oh, we’re doomed!


  4. gawilli says:

    Ah, give them what they think they want…that’s the ticket!

  5. Barb says:

    I love it, I used to do the same things to mine! Just to see the looks on their faces. In public, I would put my arm around her shoulder and say ” OH I love you SOOO much!” But when she needed me most, she would curl up and ask me to brush her hair or to talk….ahhhh, I miss it!

  6. Peggy says:

    Good one Susan! Sometimes their humiliation is so irrational it is hard not to tease them just a bit. We’ve got to make our own fun in the face of this new stage that they go through. At least I’ve got boys and they have never once commented on what I was wearing. I imagine that girls are the fashion police to their put upon mothers. “You’re not going out wearing THAT are you?”

  7. You made me laugh !
    My kids have been reasonably good with me so far. Keeping my fingers crossed;

  8. sherry says:

    I LOVE your style! Maybe you could throw her a birthday party and serve some of my leftovers. Bloater butter, anyone?

  9. sherry says:

    I LOVE your style! Maybe you could throw her a birthday party and serve some of my leftovers. Bloater butter, anyone?

    Btw, whatever you do, do NOT dance and sing to “oldies” in the cereal aisle at the grocery store. Especially do NOT do this with your husband in front of your teen. This is experience speaking. (snicker)

  10. Susan says:

    Gracey-you peaked at 16? So that means I’ve got 3 long years before it gets better??? How will we survive??? LOL

    Jay-we’re woking on it…

    Carmi-I hear you….good luck!

    Gawilli-it’s just getting trickier to make her know what she wants.

    Barb-Those sweet moments are the ones that will make this whole thing bearable…

    Peggy-Yep, I’ve heard that one a time or two.

    Nathalie-I’m not used to seeing you on this blog! Glad you made it over here. 🙂 Hopefully your kids will be mutants like my eldest

    Sherry-um…wouldn’t want to send anyone home ill! I’ll be sure to NOT dance around in public. (great idea!)

  11. Freakazojd says:

    HAHAHA! I’m still laughing! That was awesome! 🙂

  12. Jamie says:

    OMG, my little one is 10 and ALREADY I’m seeing her slip towards being a teenager. Her and your little one should hang out!! We can embarress them together!! LOL

  13. pastorrick says:

    Yep I am sure your father just grinning ear to ear as he reads your blog. He is thinking to himself “Pay back are so great”

    And your Mother is grinning to herself thinking how can I embarrasses my daughter now

    Your brother oh i mean your sweet lovely brother is thinking I am sure glad I was adopted.

  14. oddmix says:

    Must. Remember. This!

  15. Ellie says:

    LOL! I hope she knows how lucky she is to have a mom woith such your sense of humor and patience! It took me a while but now looking back I know I was lucky!

  16. Cheryl says:

    Oh, I loved this! I have a 13 year old who also tells me I talk too loud. I’ll have to remember the stage whisper. She’ll love me for that!

  17. tommiea says:

    Okay, that is just hilarious! Mine are only 2 and 3, so I will be reading and taking notes!

  18. Patsy Ann says:

    I am trying to remember how I use to embarress you, I must never have since I don’t seem to remember any for sure situations. Now you stop picking on Meggie! She won’t be embarressed by her “old grandma” will she? hee hee

  19. photowannabe says:

    Ah, the teenage angst. I do remember going through some of that with my boys but I do think its different with girls. You sound like a great Mom and your kids will thank you for all you do sometime in the future.

  20. MoJoKat says:

    I am so greatful for my mom now, but man, when I was a teenager…she was sooooo embarrasing. I also find it so interesting how she went from knowing nothing at all, but in my mid-twenties she suddenly was a wealth of knowledge! And they say old dogs can’t learn new tricks! (ok, that came out wrong…my mom is neither old nor a dog…sorry mom, but the phrase fit).

  21. As a former middle school teacher, I will say that middle school age children are, by far, the most fun to mess with. It is so easy to get under their skin that it’s fun. hehe. Yeah, I’m evil, I admit it.

  22. Tink says:

    Mom 1. Kiddo 0.

    So… What did the guy at the window do?

  23. Dorky Dad says:

    I worry about the day my boy becomes a teenager … I just remember when I was a teen. He has my genetic material. I’m doomed.

  24. mrs darling says:

    I use to do that kind of stuff to my daughter when she was a teen. Actually I still do. I get a perverse kind of pleasure out of it! LOL

  25. Newt says:

    Oh, my parents had it figured out pretty early: They fed everyone. So I always had to be at my house because that’s where all my friends wanted to be. I never really got to go anywhere. They turned over the entire lower level to us, always volunteerd to get us movies from the video store, and always had tons of food. They never gave me the chance to be “bad” – but I’m grateful. There love and attention kept me in line and honest. And I graduated, grew up, and became a relatively responsible adult.

    Oh, and did i mention that my mom was a substitute teacher? I just couldn’t be bad no matter where I was………………………..

  26. snpnmnmi says:

    Oh, I’m definitly adding your blog to my list to check back with! My twins are almost 12, so I think maybe I’ll get a jump on them and live vicariously through you, you wonderful teen mommy, you!
    Also like your WordPress blog… gonna be switching to that pretty soon, so I’m getting ideas!
    Party on! (even though it’s officially over, I guess!)
    Tammy :):):)
    currently at

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