I got a little taste of teenager sassiness from Jack today in the car. He had asked to look at(hold) a cardboard cut-out of a child that I need to scan for a project. I didn’t want him to bend it or otherwise damage it before I could scan it.
Mama: I need that still. You can have it when we get home.
Jack: (in a teenager sneer) AAAAhh. I want it in the car!
Mama: No, you need to wait until we get home.
Jack: (still teenager-y) I want it in the car! It isn’t chocolate pudding!!
I laughed quite a bit at this comment, but I am not so sure I would have found it funny if Jack were really a teenager. I guess I have a few good years to find out.
Hopefully they will be good, but really long years- before I do.
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