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My youngest clone is 16 years old.
She and her friends are so much more “grown up” than me and my friends were at her age. All we really cared about was ditching school to go to the beach, sneaking a cigarette now and then, and other stupid crap.
These guys talk about saving the world, like the little tree huggers they are.
They talk about saving the rain forest. They talk openly about so many things.
I guess I’m the type of mom who, for better or worse, never kept any secrets from my kids. I’ve never pretended that smoking, drugs, alcohol, or sex don’t exist in their worlds. I took the preemptive approach of actually telling my kids the pros/cons – good/evil of these things…. and from a young age.
All of these things were unthinkable and taboo in our house when I was growing up.
Don’t get me wrong. I don’t encourage my kids to smoke it up, drink it down and knock boots. Quite the contrary. I encourage them not to do any of it, at least the youngest one and her friends (who still listen).
I just think it to their advantage if they know they can talk to me about anything and that I will be there for them and they won’t be treated as if they have the plaque and be banned from my sight for being human.
With that in mind… the youngest and her lil friend designed and baked me a penis for my bachelorette party. Dear Lord.