Adolescence in the New World – A Mother’s View

My Mom phones last night and one of the first things she says is, “I read the posts about your adolescent years.”

I feel exactly like I did the time I was caught after siphoning off 3/4 of my Dad’s gin bottle and replacing it with water.

“And…?” I ask, tentative.

“Well…I figure at least you all got a lot of fresh air.”

Old World Adolescence will arrive on Monday! And in the meantime I will count my lucky stars that I didn’t spend my formative years in front of a computer screen but rather in the Great Outdoors.