He's lovely, kind and sweet. Goes to High School and takes care of himself, hands in homework on time, showers daily and generally doesn't get into scrapes anywhere.
But it's like having a toddler in the house; he breaks wind incessantly, is hungry all of the time, makes fart sounds during the short pauses when he's not breaking wind, has an answer for everything and has the emotional self-control of Diana Ross. Last night he cried because he misses his cat (the cat has issues with deliberate and very intentional incontinence on new carpets so is barred from bedrooms, the cat also sleeps right outside his bedroom door less than three metres from DS1's head). It is exhausting, an emotional roller coaster if you will. Please, please tell me that 13 is better than 12 and that this is the absolute worst of it? And also please tell me how to teach him some rationality - it's like it's all disappeared suddenly. When does this stop?