I'm not too sure how many of you currently have teenagers or how many of you have gracefully ended that part of your life or how many of you have yet to enter that pathway of frustration but for me I am smack dab in the middle of the path. I have one that is 16 and another one that is 12 but will be 13 within a few months. Yes, you can send your condolences by way, I gladly accept them! haha
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Don't get me wrong, I love my children with ever fiber in my body but there are days that they absolutely 100% drive me to insanity. And, this my friend is where we find ourselves today. Kristina had a meeting this morning at 7:20 so we are rushing around like crazy chickens trying to get out of the house earlier than usual. I'm barking out orders, I'm yelling "Let's go!", I'm grabbing my stuff, making sure they have their stuff and we run out the door. Normally I would take Gabe to school first but since Kristina had a meeting our routine was changed.
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As we pull up to the school she says "Oh, Mom, I forgot, I need the down payment for my class ring." I yank my purse from the backseat of the car and as I'm fumbling around for a pen I ask her if she has her order form. I would like to approve of what she is ordering prior to the order being placed. We have looked at the book together and I have an idea of what she is wanting but no final decision had yet been made.
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"It's in my bag" she said.
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"Are you sure it's in your bag?" I asked. I started going back through my mind and I remembered seeing it laying in the floor of her room where every other national security secret is lying I'm sure. Oh I remember the days of cream colored carpet in her room. Now, her floor looks like the changing room of Macy's at a buy one get one free sale.
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"IT IS IN MY BAG!" she said with a hint of that teenager tone.
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I sat there for a minute and I said "I remember seeing it in your room and your bag was already in the car are you sure..." and she interrupted me and huffed "Mom, if I don't have it then I'll just fill out another one. They have extras in the office."
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At this I just looked at her, gave her the check and she got out of the car. As I drove off I sighed really loud and said "She drives me nuts sometimes!" I wasn't even thinking about Gabe being the backseat because I am so used to dropping him off first. I no more got those frustrated words out of my mouth when he said in the sweetest voice ever "Mom, you're not alone, I don't like her either!" I giggled to myself and then I said "Well, I shouldn't have said that." And just to add the topping to the dessert he finished off with "I know we drive you crazy Mom, I'm just trying to figure out where we get it from!"
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I wanted to burst out laughing right then and there but knew my laughter would embarrass him. Gabe is always trying to determine where his traits came from. Me? His Daddy? His PePaw? His Grana? He is always asking who he reminds me of.
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Who do you remind others of? Your mother? Your grandmother? Your aunt or uncle? Do you remind others of your Heavenly Father? "Because God made humans in his image reflecting God's very nature." Genesis 9:6 (MSG). Each and every one of us were created by God in his very own image. But, it is our choice to either reflect HIS image or not. Today as you are walking the path you are on stop and remind yourself...do my words, my actions, my thoughts remind others of God? You never know who is quietly sitting in the backseat watching and listening.
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