21 May 2014

The Tiny Moments

Every morning, when my girl climbs into my bed for a snuggle, I think to myself that she'll one day be a teenager holding me at arm's length.

5 comments:

Pinky said...

Not so fast - my teenager still snuggles!

6:28 PM
De said...

Waaahaaha. This has happened to me.

On Monday, I took her to the Spring Swing (a luau-themed buffet/band concert/thank you) and got the cold shoulder.

Later, I broached the subject of mutual respect and was told "but you have to love me, I'm your child!"

7:04 PM
kathy a. said...

Reporting from the far side [ages 25, almost 27], they come back after the hard teen years. Just keep lovin' em.

7:34 PM
Jeanne said...

Some rebellion is actually healthy. I had a hard time with my daughter at 15-16. With my son, it's been 17-18.

8:34 AM
She Curmudgeon said...

She's lucky to have a mom who gives snuggles. (hug)

10:20 AM

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