Wolf Tales!

 Getting ready to leave for somewhere…

Me: Manya are you ready?

M: Yes mom

Me (in disbelief): Have you even brushed your hair.

M (super offended): ofcourse, what do you mean?

Me (trying to not shout): your hair is all over your face - isn’t your vision imapaired! You look like a shaggy wolf!

(As those words were coming out of my mouth I braced myself for the hysteria my “hurtful, mean, insensitive words” were going to cause )

But here’s a twist,

Manya (sudden change of tone - absolutely delighted, joyous even): Are you serious mom?!

Really?! I was going for the wolf look - wolf bangs are in! You are so cool - you know what word to use when! Love you!

Needless to say I was in shock - compliments and love yous are getting rarer and often coerced. I was not sure if I should reiterate my point or just let it go.

Like any sensible tween parent would recommend, I let it go. Got a hug as well. I consoled myself - atleast I would not be able to see the rolling eyes as often and who knows my admission in the cool club might last the day!

(Got reminded of this today as she convinces me to get her a “proper, professional shaggy wolf hair cut” - it’s a thing folks, you have been warned!)

Mom got no rizz...

 When, why, and who decided the word “outfit” should be shortened to “fit”?

Other words I am learning but have been instructed never ever to use :

- skibbidy

- Rizz

- Ohio (not the state)

#learningfrommytween

Learning from my tween...

 Adding to my slang vocabulary (obviously thanks to Manya)…

… Gyatt ….

it apparently means a large butt.

You are welcome.

Parenting a "tween"

 I shared a funny quote on FB today. It goes: "My favorite thing about being a parent is being told I am wrong constantly by someone who is dependent on me for food, clothing and shelter."

It is hilarious but quite aptly sums up what I am going through these days with Manya. The first things out of her mouth after I am done talking are usually "No" or "Mom but you don't know", "You won't understand" or simply, "you are wrong". Like seriously, where is my lovely baby who looked up to me for answers on everyhing. I guess the years ahead are only going to get more difficult and this is just the preview. Humor helps. The song these days I absolutely love to annoy Manya with is here for you: