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Everyone warns you as a parent about ‘teenage girls’ the shouting, pouting and door slamming. the “I HATE YOU!” response because they’ve thought about your answer for a third of a second and concluded it could only come from the mind of someone who takes joy in ruining their life, you know, that’s stuff?
Well, no one warns you about boys, I expected because obviously I went to sleep one day in my early teens as a child and awoke a full grown, reasonable, well mannered man the next morning that that’s would happen with the eldest, but alas it seems not...
No, despite being to Glastonbury FOUR TIMES and having tattoos and scars I’m the least coolest man alive, or whatever the kids call ‘cool’ these days, I’m a total embarrassment and should be hidden at all times from the world, unless he needs and lift and then “thank god it’s dark”.
I’m the meanest man alive because I won’t peel off two days wages without asking loads of stupid questions like what he wants to spend it on, equally my stance than £10 for a new virus and malware riddled skin for minecraft, a game designed from the outset to be a bit DIY is a poor investment is obvious deranged.
I don’t understand school, as they weren’t invented in the 90s when I was his age, we just went straight the the pit or something - nothing I’ve ever seen or done in my 40 years on this Earth is even remotely comparable to the challenges he faces “on the daily” at his nice, clean safe school full of nice clean middle class kids so there is no benefit to the benefit of my experience.
In fact my advice to him is a lot like how I tune my bike suspension, if he tries something I said it just makes it worse, try the opposite, worse still, go back to where we started, somehow worse than either and surprisingly worse than before we started.
My idea of ‘fashion’ is just wrong, it seems to even be seen on the streets these days you need £200 trainers, you don’t need to shower, or brush your teeth, or even clothes without your breakfast poured down them - that counts for nothing - Street style 2017 is all about the yeezys and northing else.
12 year olds, can’t life with ‘em, can’t bury them under the patio it seems.
Anyone else suffering? I’m thinking of starting a support group.
Yep, got two of those, one 12 and one 9, and a 14 year old daughter as well.
You should turn off the wifi and take their phones away. That'll help.
Take him for a bike ride.....
Yeezys?
Don't give him another penny until he learns how to behave.
And email all his baby pictures to his contact list.
Adidas Yeezy is the official collaboration sneaker by Kanye West and Adidas.
Make of that what you will.
I have one of those too. Apparently I'm 'a jerk' nearly all of the time and _everything_ is boring. Mine is glued to his phone but balances this with a lot of Tri training, so overall pretty fit. You are not alone
wait until he discovers what that thing between his legs can do and you'll be finding all sorts of materials with crusted on excretions hidden all over. 😕 4 times a day?! no problem. You remember what being a teenager was like.
WiFi
They want it, you control it 🙂
Mine used to be pretty fit, climbing, swimming, riding, trampolining etc etc - currently nowt, this is our fault too. We asked him to find something active to do, he chose swimming with his mates, which would probably mean splashing about with them rather than lengths per se but that was fine - he asked to go earlier today, I was working at the time and trying to keep his sister happy (3) at the same time whilst his Mum was at work, had to explain I couldn’t drive him across town that very second to go on the off chance his mates wanted to go.
He stormed off to his bedroom moaning about us asking him to do something and then “telling him off” when he wants to do it.
It's just a phase they're going through. They'll grow out of it in about 20 years.
Teenage and tweenage daughters here. I am amazed how rude they are to me and t'wife sometimes, yet other times can be absolute delights. Sometimes separated only by the time it takes to go into a room and then come back out of the same room a few moments later.
I don't wish to make light of genuine mental illness, but is there such a thing as hormonal schizophrenia?
no one warns you about boys
Did you not see the BBC public information film?
Have a surprisingly mature and level headed 14 year old. Occasional attitude but never, ever, rude to us. He knows where the line is and knows he can't get away with crossing it.
Sister is 11. May well be different....
Yeah, sorry but I don’t understand the problems your having with your own kids...
The manual wasn’t that difficult to read.
Earlier this year working in a customers house, parents chatting about an expensive beach holiday in the sun, teenage kid asks does the beach have WIFI, if not im not going..........
Putin wouldn't put up with this nonsense. He says:
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My boy is 14 ..but thinks he is 24 ..to be honest I have very little to complain about ..yeah he gets stroppy but as a teen I kind of expected this ..he pushes boundaries but that's part of growing up and he kind of knows how far to go .
School seems to be going ok ..although he never wants to discuss it too much ..but I'm the forgotten man in terms of wanting to spend any time ..his mates, ps4 & iPhone are the major things in his life.
He also seems to have a lot of success with the girlies ..but nothing too serious ..friends more than 'girlfriend's.
He makes his own 'pocket money'..£50.00pw by working in the kitchen at the local hotel / bar 3 nights per week ..but not too late .
If I'm lucky we get maybe 1 day a month together when we have a day on our bikes..and I really look forward to that time ..as long as he stays out of trouble and keeps doing his best at school I'm happy enough ..and he knows I'm always there if he needs me.
The thing is OP ..its just a phase..your lad will come back eventually ..but as for ever being cool again ..nah dream on 😆
My 2 were actually pretty good. Never had any tantrumy type stuff.
Doesn't alter the fact I absolutely hate kids (not those 2 cos theyr'e mine) & I've told my youngest if he has kids not to bother me with them.
My eldest is gay so probably won't have any, thank ****.
15 year old. Won't go to bed when asked, but he's a great kid. I wish he lived with me full time. Maybe that would ruin it, but I don't think so.
Reference Jekkyl’s post above, this Amazon review gave me a chuckle...
I want to start this off by thanking Kleenex for selling these in 36-packs. I've put it on subscription, and if they want to start selling a 72-pack, sign me up. I have three reasons for needing this much Kleenex, and their names are Liam, Samuel and Hank.
This is how it goes in this house. First the Kleenex disappears. Then the toilet paper. Then they go for fabrics. And you don't want it to get there, unless you're ready to invest in a five gallon drum of Fabreeze.
This used to be a good Christian home. But it's not about moral judgment anymore. I'm way beyond that. I'm in survival mode. If I don't supply absorbent paper products, I'm going to find my dish towels hidden in the basement, stiff as aluminum. The other day, I almost cut my hand on a sock. I am sorry to speak so frankly, but with three teenage boys, a woman has got to be practical.
The funny part is, they think they're being sneaky, with their 45 minute showers and sudden need for "privacy", as if I'm going to walk in on them journaling. They slink around the house like unfixed cats, while I try to announce my location at all times. No one needs to ask me to knock anymore. I knock on the walls. I practically wear a cow bell. I'm not looking to catch anyone by surprise, believe me. I'm just trying to get through this.
The other day my husband was watching me unload the groceries, and he asks me, all sweetness and light, "Honey, what're you doing with all that Kleenex?"
I about knocked him off his chair.
😆
Rusty Spanner - kids don't do email, it's really old fashioned 😀
My son is 12 and definitely has hormonal moments but he's a good kid. It's been interesting to watch the transition from waking me up at the crack of dawn to lying in as late as possible every morning. Now I complain that he's keeping me up at night because he won't go to bed.
Take him for a bike ride.....
And leave them in the woods?
Tough, but fair. I like it.
At 14 junior promised to be a complete arse untill 18. He was, a promise he kept, but as he's now 1050km away at least he's no longer an arse with me except by phone. The good news is that the rest of the world thinks he's fine young man, being an ares is reserved for his parents.
Le Vieux Con.
matt_outandabout - Member
Take him for a bike ride.....
That just reverses the embarrassment as they leave you for dead, whilst doing a "sui -back flip 360" ... 😆
My lads 12 nearly 13. He loves his dad and I love him equally so. Just been lay on his bedroom floor playing Xbox and jabbing him continuosly in the ribs whilst in my hungover state. He is in reality my best mate, my fledgling new riding buddy and I intend to keep it that way. Id keep him at this age forever if I could. Punisher fest on the cards tomorrow after an early morning pedal....
Mine are older now. I showed them Kevin the Teenager videos. Then pulled them up whenever they did a Kevin! They have their mood swings but had enough self-awareness to realise when they'd overstepped the Kevinometer mark.
Turned out OK. But control the WiFi wi a will of steel.
It's been interesting to watch the transition from waking me up at the crack of dawn to lying in as late as possible every morning
Is that a euphemism?
I look at friends with their mini-people and think "no ****ing way do I want or need one of those in my life for the next 20 years".
I wish my kids were a bit more unruly. They're far too sensible. Hopefully they'll grow out of it and become drug-taking alcoholic rebels. At least then I might be able to pass on some wisdom, as at the minute I'm rather redundant.
The other day, I almost cut my hand on a sock.
Frank Skinner I think, talking about being off school sick and spending the time as teenage boys do: I fell out of bed and cracked my pyjamas