Reblogged from The Light Behind the Story:
Millie
“So, when do you think she’ll no longer be a teenager?” my daughter asks me after her 13-month-old cat, Millie, nips her for the tenth time while she tries to pet her.
“Oh, I don’t know, maybe another year, until she’s two,” I tell her, thinking how fortunate it is for her that cat years pass by much more quickly than human years.
Not that I would trade my years with my daughter for anything, but even she is aware that her fire personality combined with her teenage-hood makes parenting a challenge. I find it rather amusing that her cat is now a mirror for her.
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Thank you for sharing, Sue ❤
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Loved this post, Alethea. It reminded me of the old saying that one of the gifts of growing older is watching your teenagers have teenagers of their own 😉 xx
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I’m looking forward to that 🙂 ❤
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So am I…though Alex is already tearing his hair out over Hollie’s antics… and she’s only five 😉 xx
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Sounds like my Ava. She came into the world struggling with us 😉
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Oh Hollie doesn’t struggle… she reigns 😉
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I’m pretty sure Ava was barely 2-yrs. old when she started calling us her servants. Don’t ask me how she knew what a servant was at that age, but I’m pretty sure we must have been hers in a past life 😉
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Sounds like Hollie 😉
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That’s what I figured 😉 He’s in for a ride!
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So will anyone who tries to date Hollie in a few years. And that’s before little Imogen, full of mischief, grows into herself ;)x
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Just the right shape for holding and hugging sweet grandchildren. They could care less what you look like.
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🙂
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