Lindsey, my 16-yr-old, is a princess. A diva. A snob. A royal button-pusher, born with a silver remote in her hand. She can agitate and aggravate like nobody's business. She's got lip and she's not afraid to give it.
Yes, she's a teenager - and has been since the age of five.
Which is why, when (in one of her ten-year-old made-for-the-big-screen-moments) she snapped "I WISH I were adopted!" I calmly replied, "You were, sweetie, but they brought you back."
I think we'll keep her.
It's Not About Me!
- Brenda
- Okay, well some of it is... but mostly, it's about God. For the LORD is good; his mercy is everlasting; and his truth endureth to all generations. So amazing is His grace that He would save a wretch like me!
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3 comments:
"Yes, she's a teenager - and has been since the age of five." - Now that made me laugh out loud. :-)
With two daughters, I have SO been there! You are so funny...I would never have thought of that last line!
Funny! I have a 6 year old going on 16 in my house. Quite the princess herself. Her skill is not in the "lip" so much as the "look". :) Funny comeback, though to the adoption comment. :)
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