My son called me yesterday from his father's to 'tell' me (more like 'lay out') his plans for this coming week. "I was thinking.." he starts out as I try to adjust my brain to absorb what he is about to tell me. In my day, it was usually, "Mom, may I..?" before disclosing my plan.
Sometimes I feel too old for this generation of young people. It is a constant battle to teach respect without the young person getting bent all out of shape-taking it all 'personal'. I guess we did it in my generation as well. Maybe it is something that occurs in every generation-who knows.
Gotta love them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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