What lighthearted thing has gone wrong for your teenager today?

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Me and 13 year old DD walk part of the way to her school together. This morning the wind was blowing the wrong way and messing her hair up! I suggested she walked backwards..

I am struck by how having a phone and being able to immediately message your parents does mean I know all kinds of minor drama stuff that my parents would have never known about me. In recent days this has included multiple text exchanges about the following

I got on the wrong bus. OMG it’s going down the motorway. I don’t even know where it’s going. What shall I do??? She then manages to get off at the next stop and go back the other way. No drama really.

I am early for my work shift and it’s all locked up still. Noone is answering. I can’t see a back way in. What shall I do??? Someone turned up. Drama terminated.

My tutor emailed me that I didn’t turn up to a meeting. I didn’t know we had a meeting. It’s so unfair. What should I reply?? By the time I suggest she just apologise and rearrange she’s already done it!

My life was not enriched by being made aware of all these minor upsets.

I cleaned his room and made it smell “like Victorian times”

I have no teenager but I remember being one. Everything is so unfair.

Could not exit the car without an umbrella being opened and held for her to swiftly exit the vehicle, in case her hair "went wrong in the rain"

This would be my DH now 😂 lovely and self sufficient in every way, his Mum did a good job, but is stubborn about the stupidist things!

That actually annoyed me today too! Done my hair (kind of) only for the wind to mess it up 🙃 maybe I should have tried walking backwards

Apparently the home made barm brack slice that i baked a few days ago 'didn't even look like a proper slice' because it was a bit crumbly, therefore it is not DSs fault for eating the slice that I cut for myself (after opening the foil around the loaf, cutting a slice, putting the loaf away then putting my slice on a plate while waiting for the kettle to boil) so therefore I was out of order for complaining to him that he ate my slice.

She found a ladder in her tights so when l suggested she changed them was told very sharply she had already put her Nike pro shorts on over said tights so everything would have to come off.
1st world problem right there!

You clearly just need a mumslave to scuttle about with you holding a brolly!

Oh you just reminded me - yesterday dd went out with her mates and called epanicking because she only had 40% left and didn't know what to do!! I said try not using your phone which shouldn't be too hard as you will be in the cinema. Her reply was a simple OK. Reader...it worked!

Dd had a strop cos her banana was squishy at the end 😂

DC6 (almost 15) is actually very chilled out and if there is an issue, she will discuss it, as you do. I will be honest, that is freaking me out far more than teen tantrums! "Mummy, can I just say that I dont like you doing XYZ" Me "oh ok, thanks for telling me".

Waiting for the explosion that never comes is far worse! Its like the Sword of Damocles.

I have had some stunners over the years with the others but I cannot bring a single one to mind now! Thank you menopause!

That could have done the trick 😅 tho my brolly usually gets turned inside out in the wind, for just another thing to go wrong ha

There was a woman jogging around the same time dd went to school. Said woman wore her hair in a high pony tail which she enthusiastically swished from side to side as she jogged along.

Dd said ' it was second hand embarrasment watching her forcing her pony tail to swish unrealistically' and it was really annoying so had to go another way to school to avert her eyes, which meant she was a bit late and was told off.
Huge dramatic sigh...

^^ This has made me LOL 😂

I don’t have kids but my friend sometimes messages me with little updates on her (actually lovely, but still teenage) daughter’s occasional whinges / melodramas / scathing remarks. One of my favourites was “If I develop an eating disorder it will be YOUR fault for triggering me with stealth onions”.

Oh these are bringing back so many memories. DD is well past teen years but the one I always remember was the time she went to slam a door whilst in a strop. Our doors are quite heavy so it was my fault that the house "hated" her because the door didn't "slam properly".

DD's entire Uni House are suffering badly due to the "povvo" streaming services we subscribe to apparently
I don't see her house mates dad (who is a literal brain surgeon) paying for it instead so they will have to deal with it

Sending thoughts and prayers his way. Hope life is looking up for him soon 😂

Its stealth mushrooms in this house....

Me (Hopeful, cheery) - Are you actually going to go to the Christmas Dance this year?

DD - Urgh, no.Stop asking. Its just not my aesthetic.

I was brought up in council house, we couldnt really afford the outfit to even go dear reader.

Morning. Morning happened. I believe morning had the audacity to happen too early. To be honest I'm with him. Why did morning decide to happen so early?!

Last night DS 19 (same one as dentist problem, see above) went out and got ‘too drunk’. This was my fault because I didn’t remind him to eat.
He’s at uni and doesn’t even live at home but this conversation happened because he rang wanting ‘permission’ ?!?! to miss his 9.30am lecture and was annoyed with my response of ‘you’re paying £9K a year plus interest for this learning, do what you want’ because it wasn’t understanding enough….

My teen DD works in a local cafe on Sundays and has a uniform to wear. This Sunday morning it had simply disappeared without trace.
Since she had not worn it since the previous week, and I had done all the washing in the week, the only possible explanation was that I must have put it away in someone else's room. The fact that I had no recollection of actually washing it was further proof that I must have put it 'somewhere bloody stupid'. This is almost certainly because of The Menopause. It was absolutely definitely entirely my fault.
Whilst checking everyone's wardrobes, I offered suggestions of other places that DD might want to look for the uniform. This was NOT HELPING AT ALL. I should definitely be looking more closely in every other room and NOT ASKING STUPID QUESTIONS when I can see she's stressed.

One of the stupid questions I asked was whether the uniform had actually made it's way to the washing basket before I went out on Saturday morning and whether perhaps DD might have found it screwed up in her room and put it in the washing machine herself. Which is, of course, where it was found.

I mean it's just like having a toddler really. We only had the wrong cereal in this morning, and I made his coffee in the wrong mug this evening. It's tough being a teen.

This was my DS at his worst in his teenage years (he's about to be a dad soon and oh, I am SO waiting for this....)

He'd been off school ill and I'd gone to work. Came home at lunchtime to 'thank goodness you're home! We've run out of clean mugs and I'm thirsty!'

When I pointed out that he could have just washed up, since he was at home anyway, apparently I was being 'unreasonable'.