It’s just me and my 15yo son left living at home and I find we make quite the odd couple. He wrinkles his nose at the quinoa I keep trying to make us for dinner and I am mystified by the noise he calls music that thumps from his bedroom.
Like, is Lil Uzi going to seem like the Beatles to us some day? And if so, I don’t want to know what’s coming down the pipe for my grandchildren.
But my son and I have found that watching movies together is where we can meet in the middle (luckily, I have cinematic tastes akin to a teenaged boy).
You can read about it here on Grown and Flown.
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Ask and it shall be given unto you. Irma Bombeck, we need you!!!!!!
I assume you remember her, if not check her out, see if she sounds familiar.
Well thanks Irma .. . . I mean Amy !
When I was growing up, I used to love reading Erma and weirdly related to her. I just needed the kids I guess. 😉 Thanks for the lovely comparison and for reading!! xo
Ha! I weirdly loved Erma Bombeck when I was a little kid. I guess I always knew I was destined to complain about my future children publicly. Thanks for chiming in and the honorable comparison!!