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If its not the husband...

Its the teenager.

My mother in law has a fantastic saying. She says "God makes them teenagers, so its easier to let them go." Ain't that the truth! I am ready for her to be eighteen now!!! It is easy when they are little, and the only friends they have, are friends of grown ups that you know. When they are teenagers, they sort of have their own lives, and friends who you have NO idea who the parents are!! It makes keeping tabs much harder.

What scares me more than anything else, is knowing at some point, some point sooner than I think, ALL of my children will be teenagers, and think of me as nothing more than a taxi and cook. It is crazy to look at her and see that she is nearly grown. As tall as me, with boobs, and curves and those crazy freckles on her nose... My baby, but yet a woman. No one told me about this 13 years ago. I am very upset!

So I have to let her be independent, and every moment she is away I am scared to death she is going to make a stupid choice, or get hurt because of someone Else's stupid choices... I want to just stick cement in her shoes and keep her here, but at the same time I want her to spread her wings, fly and find out who she is... I think.

Today I watched a TLC show, again. What is it with me and TLC? It was about a child who never grew, she was 16 years old and the size of a 7 month old. She also had the capabilities of only a 7 month old. I remember telling my kids to stay little, stay my baby. I am thankful they did not listen. Enough TLC for me for a while.

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