As many of you know, Christopher and I work with teenagers. And we love it. Really and truly, love our kids. However, there can be the occasional hazard to spending so much time with teens… for example the point at which they feel comfortable visiting your house at 2am and doing this:
Oh yeah, we woke up to that on Saturday morning. But don’t worry, those responsible (well, 2 of the 5 anyway) came to clean it up. Funnily enough, though, our next door neighbor was trying to explain the “joke” to her 4-year-old daughter. To which the little girl said, “Do bad mommies and daddies drive their kids there to do it?” HA! Oh gracious… cracks me up.
Honestly, we don’t mind if our kids want to roll us or fork our yard or whatever…….. as long as they clean it up! We try to be good sports about stuff like this because well… we work with teens and things like this are pretty inevitable. Just as long as I’m not the one in the 100 degree heat cleaning it up the next day.
And on that note, I need to go bake some special cookies with Ex-Lax for five special teens……. just kidding! Or am I…?