I know time flies, but it already feels like I'm raising a teenager.
Example #1: Mike and Andrew went to our community pool last night. Andrew started talking to a teenage girl (age 15 or so?). He was laying at the side of the pool on his tummy, with his head propped up on his hand. He asked her what her name was. She replied "Caitlin". He asked, "would you like to go to a party with me Caitlin?" WHAT?????
Example #2: I was folding laundry today and decided that it was time for Andrew to learn a few things about housework. I thought he would have fun pulling all the socks and underwear out of the clean pile to organize. He did it for a minute or so, then started to leave. I reminded him that I needed help with the laundry, and he replied "Not now, I'm busy". I asked him what he was busy doing and he said "playing cars". I told him that, if he helped me with the laundry, then I would be done faster and could help him play with his cars. He said "no thanks, I'm busy" and walked off.
How and when did all of this happen?
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Seriously, those are precious stories! I know it's a year away or so for me, but oh my goodness. :)
Andrew is going to be a stud, no doubt! LOL It only gets better girl!
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