For Moms of Teenaged Boys
If a sense of humor is one of your coping tools, Jennifer’s post is a must read.
All of it ends up wrapped in so many memories, in timeless moments and confidences and love.
On some days the memories roll backwards, so here’s a little boy story:
My younger son attended church with his grandmother on Sundays.
One day, when he was 5 years old, he and I were in the car on our way somewhere.
Apropos of nothing, he suddenly said,
“You know, Mom, that there are really only 2 important rules in church.”
“Oh? What are they?”
“The first one is that you have to love and honor your mother.”
…sounds pretty good so far…
“What’s the second one?”
“The second one is that you have to go to the basement to smoke.”
