Ah…..you know you’re alive when you have 2 boys, 19 months apart. Oh yeah, you know you’re alive! I spend half my time in trouble with one of them and the other half of my time in trouble with the other one – honestly, it’s exhausting! I can’t seem to keep up.
See here’s the thing. There is an angry beasty beast inside all little people. When they are a toddler, the beasty rears its ugly head now and then however, toddler beasty can be contained more or less. When the child hits about 11, the beasty re-awakens. The new beasty has all sorts of new crazy arse hormones and anger. This beasty is a little harder to contain. This beasty beast sucks and it has a name……..Pubeasty!
It smells kinda funny. It has an attitude. It is prone to outbursts. It looks like a little kid but then weird hair and spots starts sprouting. It lacks discipline. It is lazy. It is crazy. It is very naughty this Pubeasty and at times and I can’t contain it. The Pubeasty and I butt heads…..a lot. I’m told by a very reliable source (my teenage neecee) that the Pubeasty is a sulky, angry, mad, sad, crazy thing at times and that we all just gotta ride it out.
So, now that Pubeasty has moved in I think I want to move out……….