About 6 months ago I told my parenting coach that I was dreading the teen years (we are not there yet, but we are knocking at that door).  She asked me why, and used the word “fun” in her comments.  The idea that it would, or even could, be fun was beyond my comprehension.

She was right.  We are having fun.  It is not fun ALL THE TIME because I have to be the grown up some times, but we are having fun… probably 80% of the time. The other 20% is not horrible, it is just the practical things like school application forms and dentist appointments.

I didn’t think parenting could be fun… now I want to tell everyone that if they are not enjoying it, they are missing out.

The parting greeting in AlAnon meetings is “Keep coming back, it gets better”.  That is how I feel about parenting The Boy right now.