I have a very dear friend, one of my dearest friends. I adore her and respect her in every way and look to her for councel.
I take consolation from the fact that she once threw a couch at her teenage son.
He richly deserved it.
She is a great mother and a great human, also one of my few friends with kids that are older than mine; as in she has already survived adolescence.
I didn't throw the chesterfield today and I am glad.
Any stories or advice out there?
Newbie Mom-of-teen is sitting here, ready to listen.....