Having my son at 25 makes me one of the younger parents navigating the teenage years. While my friends are busy discussing their kids’ soccer matches and dance recitals, I’m over here arranging tuxedo rentals for prom and reveling in the fact that my son has a girlfriend who’s mostly sane. Every now and then, I hear friends express dread about the teen years. But honestly? I’d take my teenager over a little kid any day. Here’s why:
- No More Frozen: Let’s be real—I’ve never had to endure that incessantly played song from Frozen. I’ve avoided those viral “funny” videos because, honestly, I couldn’t care less. Instead, I get to enjoy actual films with my son minus the animated chaos. Bet you’re jealous!
- Strength in Emergencies: My son has the strength to carry me out of a crisis—or at least he could if he wanted to. Let’s face it: your third grader would likely dissolve into tears in an emergency. My teen? He’s ready for action.
- Open Sesame: Have you ever tried opening a water bottle that feels like it’s sealed for a nuclear fallout? My son has the strength (thanks to all that texting, I guess) to pop those caps open with ease.
- The Truth About Babies: He knows how babies come into the world and finds them rather annoying. No need for awkward stork stories here! Plus, he’s savvy enough to know how to avoid creating any more of them.
- Sleeping Beauty: My son sleeps in like it’s an Olympic sport. I often have to wake him up because I worry he’s turned into a log. On Christmas, he snoozed so late that when he finally rose, he made coffee. Can your little one do that?
- Teen Taxi Service: He can drive, which is a game-changer for me. While I lounge in my pajamas, he can dash out for ice cream. Plus, I no longer have to cart him around to every appointment. Freedom!
- Learning Patience: He has a knack for testing my patience with his antics. When I resist the urge to throttle him, I realize I’m honing this essential skill. But wait—toddlers do this too. Scratch that.
- Chores Made Easy: He takes on chores I’d rather avoid, like cleaning up after the dog. Your sweet little first grader would probably freak out at the sight of a smooshed turd. My son, though? No big deal.
- Grown-Up Humor: His jokes are genuinely funny, albeit often inappropriate. Gone are the days of silly knock-knock jokes; at my table, laughter erupts and we’ve learned to sip cautiously when he’s about to speak. Enjoy your “Orange you glad I didn’t say banana?” moments!
- Dinner Time Speed: He devours dinner faster than I can set it on the table. Like most teens, he’s got a bottomless pit for a stomach. There’s no coaxing him to eat vegetables—food just disappears.
Sure, parenting a teen comes with its own challenges, but I’d still pick my son over any little kid who believes in Santa. Plus, I only have to buy one set of Christmas gifts now. Win-win!
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In summary, while being a parent to a teenager can be a wild ride, the perks outweigh the challenges. From late sleeps to driving privileges, there’s a lot to enjoy—and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
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