If men are indeed from Mars, and women are indeed from Venus, then teenagers surely are from another galaxy altogether.
This is my son, one of my favourite pictures of him.
He was so carefree, filled with laughter, love, cuddles, but yes, with a streak of the devil and the beginnings of being a handful even back then. But you never met a more cuddly little gaffer.
He cuddliness lasted a long time, past the age of most boys. And I revelled in it, knowing it would soon end. His gift of cuddliness outshadowed the times we wanted to a Homer Simpson act & strangle him.
This is him now, in a good moment. They are few & far between. What is it with teenagers? My older one went through some nasty times, still does, but nothing like his darling little brother. My mom says he takes after me. She doesn't hesitate to remind me of the times I made life miserable for her. She says well, now you know how I felt.
Yesterday he was watching Pirates of the Caribbean. He has watched all 3 of them so many times he has the whole movie memorized, and when he thinks no one is watching he walks around like Captain Jack Sparrow...if you've never seen the movie you don't know what I mean, but if you know Johnny Depp at all, you may be able to imagine. Anyways, he was watching it and had calmed down a bit towards me from earlier. Enough to allow a tiny bit of civil conversation bewtween us. On the show they were talking about "The Curse". I said to him:
"All mothers have the capability of laying one curse on their child during his lifetime. I am laying my curse on you now...my curse is that if you have children of your own, they will be exactly like you!"
This is the word of the mother.