Dear Lord,

Thank You so much for inventing grandmothers! My oldest son was having one of those teen-angst, let-me-test-my-parents moments. How did we get here? I’m so thankful for my mother being a voice of patient wisdom in his life because he had mowed down every good nerve I had through his attempts to ┬ájustify behavior that could only be characterized as stupid and not in his best interest. How do kids go from being so cute and sweet to this? Sigh.