I know there's been a big debate about what to call this decade we're just ending - from the "naughts" to the "ohs" - but does it really matter? I'm more than a little concerned about the coming decade, and the fact that we'll be calling it "the teens".
Because, you see, I have two teenagers.
And if the decade is anything like them, it will be a lovely mixture of belligerence and ignorance, bliss and mess, attitude and aptitude, dreaming and screaming (with a little bit of scheming), thinking and drinking (not necessarily in that order), wondering and blundering, growing and throwing (things at each other), texting, sexting and rejexting, entitlement and escapism, growing and showing (off, and maybe the occasional body part), malling and bawling, laziness and craziness. Mix it all up a hormonal abyss, and there you have it.
It just can't be good.
Although if we examine what happened in the "toddler" years of this millennium, maybe it makes some awful sort of sense.
We had tantrums, pushing limits, pressing buttons, meltdowns and downright bad behaviour. And that's just Jon Gosselin and Tiger Woods in 2009. Oh and Britney Spears in 2009, 2008, oh just about all the way back to 2000.
Our only hope for this next decade is that occasionally it will stomp off to it's room, slam the door, and leave us in peace. Or maybe just sleep in until 2015.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
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At least with the coming decade we won't have to deal with the teens, tweens and toddlers all at once as you and I do at home! I'm just hoping for no screams of "I HATE YOU!" that will make for an ok decade :)
So true. It's a good day when no one yells back at you :) Have a Happy New Year Jill
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