Saturday, September 1, 2012

Teenaged Angst

One of the hardest things to execute is leaving a bad-tempered teenager alone when they are in a bad mood.

The younger is playing football this year and he is finding out just how little coaches care about those unannointed who play on the second team.  A sophomore on varsity is an accomplishment, but you are a long-term project and not to be confused with the money-in-the-bank starters.  Good sound management by the coaching staff, but the sophomore in question is not amused and throwing off bad vibes like only a wounded teenager can sulk.

So I am sitting downstairs getting ready for the end of summer and getting one boy into college and nursing a wounded ego through his first intimation that he is not in fact the center of the universe.

I should have gotten dachshunds.

3 comments:

Craig Cavanaugh said...

Oh I had me a good laugh from that last line : ) Take comfort in the fact that you don't have two GIRLS. Oh the drama...

treesong said...

Even as grandparents we experience their angst. My youngest granddaughter is upset because the family is moving a whole four blocks! She will remain in the same school with the same friends but leaving a low income townhouse for a home of their own is apparently not welcomed. Many in her family commented on her Facebook lament. She deleted all the comments and asked her friends to comment so us adults would "understand."

Such is life!

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