Brutal, typical, mornings
Oct 10th, 2008 |
In keeping with tradition and sunny disposition, my 16 year old daughter marched down the stairs this morning, did not say a word, literally, and walked out the door. No hello to her brother, mom or her saintly father. Absolutely par for the course. She’s a brooding, melancholy, antisocial, self absorbed teenage girl in the am. I said hello to her and was rewarded with a glare in return. No good effort goes unpunished!
I need to leave the house earlier to avoid such further treats……