My oldest child is 13. So far, she’s been a pretty great 13-year old. And can I be the first to say that was not what I was expecting?
At any rate, she paid me a compliment today.
R: Mom, Z asked me if we ski or snowboard or anything and I told him that you really can’t do cold weather because of your arthritis. But, I told him you’re a really cool mom and I bet that if you didn’t have arthritis, you would totally be better than me at snowboarding.
Which gives her a free pass the next time she has an “I’m exhausted and overwhelmed” age-appropriate melt down.
Because what she doesn’t know is that even without the arthritis, it’s pretty likely that I’m too lazy to snowboard.