What lighthearted thing has gone wrong for your teenager today?

[Yourinmyspot]

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..

That reminds me of the puritan Lady Whiteadder saying “Do not call me auntie!!! An aunt is a relative, and relatives are evidence of sex!”

As a teenager, I asked my grandmother if I could come inside before kissing her on the doorstep, because I didn’t want to be seen doing this by my classmates. Fortunately, she understood.

I also cringed when my mum used her angriest teacher voice to tell off some teenagers who were messing about on a train, saying “I shall not hesitate to get the guard!” Back in the day when trains had guards, and teenagers didn’t carry knives.

Not my teenager (this time), but this morning I saw a girl walking to school in the absolute bucketing rain, holding a tiny cropped puffer jacket over her hair and face like a very ineffectual hat/umbrella. This jacket appeared to have a perfectly good hood, but apparently it is preferable to arrive at school soaked to the skin from the shoulders down, as long as your hair and makeup are intact.

Yeah mine used to hiss at me out of the corner of her mouth if we approached any other parents and teens "DON'T INTERACT!"

One of my proudest moments was DS muttering resentfully, 'My friends all really like you. It's so annoying.'

DD was really cross that it’s raining how dare it, she will get so wet on her way to school. I had the telemetry to say well I’ll get a lot wetter stood at work. I should know better!

I got
"My friends all think you are really nice - they have no bloody idea"

DS closed all the doors when he got home from school because our kittens (confined to one room) are still getting the hang of the litter tray and it's a bit stinky. Somehow, he managed to let one of the kittens escape from their room during this operation and DD came home to find her hiding under the dining table. Marvelous.

One of DDs (female) friends described me as a Pixar mum. I asked her later and she assured me it is a compliment and means something like a nice, typical mum. When I googled it later I found out it might just be suggesting I have a big arse (which to be fair I do!)

@spiderlight
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great stories about how the kids "discover" these niche (superfamous) bands again

@PyongyangKipperbang

I usually agree with a lot you write, but here I would consider defiant behaviour and that sometimes ND kids will not do what is good for them, they feel blocked in doing so. You probably know that anyways. I know this huge resistance to following a good suggestion, just because it came from my parents.

Thus I wouldn't donate the money, too. It almost reads cruel and it probably won't have any positive effect on her behaviour.
At least put it into her savings for something later.

He asked whether he could finish the packet of chocolate biscuits (there were four left because I'd eaten the rest . I said yes. He double checked "All of them?" I said yes. He asked again "so you're saying that I can eat all the biscuits in the packet?" I said "yes".

He asked a fourth time so I said no.

He said victoriously - "See I knew you weren't listening!"

Annnd a kitten has pooed on DD's duvet. Fantastic. She sat on it before she noticed the poo and has stormed off to have a shower while DS is in her room congratulating the kitten.

I really hate how all the adult women in Pixar cartoons have ridiculously large hips. It feels like rank misogyny.

It's Sunday morning, this thread made me laugh a lot the other week so I thought I'd see if your teens have done anything else noteworthy!
Mine has been pretty good thankfully!

Despite us doing a Sainsburys shop on Thursday which was on top of a Costco run earlier in the week which means that my fridge, freezers and food cupboards are completely full, my teen was upset to discover last night that there is still nothing to eat in this house.

Compared to his friend’s houses, where there are apparently loads of crisps.

My DS got up at 4.30am to walk up a mountain to see the sunrise with his friend, but they (a) misjudged the time it would actually take them to walk up and (b) failed to factor in the MacDonald's breakfast stop, so they actually saw the sunrise from the National Trust car park and it was broad daylight by the time they got to the top.