{"id":1743,"date":"2018-09-18T23:20:04","date_gmt":"2018-09-18T23:20:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/?p=1743"},"modified":"2018-09-29T00:57:36","modified_gmt":"2018-09-29T00:57:36","slug":"the-perks-of-parenting-a-teenage-drama-king","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/?p=1743","title":{"rendered":"The Perks of Parenting a Teenage"},"content":{"rendered":"
\u00a0We\u2019ve all been there at one point or another, when that cute little person who stolen your heart when they were \u00a0a newborn up to the age of middle school (pushing the envelope at middle school). As my teen stumbles out of bed I have to guide him out the door as so he doesn\u2019t slam into the wall on the way out after he leaves his room he\u2019s on his own. Karma Thy Name Is Daughter\u00a0<\/strong> So until next time I bid you all a farewell<\/p>\n<\/body>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" \u00a0We\u2019ve all been there at one point or another, when that cute little person who stolen your heart when they were \u00a0a newborn up to the age of middle school (pushing the envelope at middle school). I\u2019m talking about that right of passage stage of teenage hormones. Lets face it our parents were lucky to […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1743","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-family"],"wppr_data":{"cwp_meta_box_check":"No"},"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p3Kor8-s7","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1743","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1743"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1743\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1751,"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1743\/revisions\/1751"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1743"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1743"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bergenbearcubs.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1743"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n<\/em>I\u2019m talking about that right of passage stage of teenage hormones.
\n<\/strong>Lets face it our parents were lucky to survive our own teen years the extra grey hairs on their head as we tested the boundaries they put in place for us, not to mention that annoying part where we knew it all and our parents had no clue what they were talking about because the thought of them being in their teens was a foreign concept to us.
\nIt isn\u2019t until we\u2019ve had children of our own that we discover that our parents were right about a lot of things after all.
\nI have incorporated some tactics that my mother used on us when we were growing up one of them has been passed down from my mother, to sister and now to me.
\nHow to get your teenager up in the mornings so they\u2019re not late for school.
\n1.\u00a0<\/strong>As you walk into their room turn the light on this will temporarily stun them
\n2.\u00a0<\/strong>In your most annoying voice you can muster start singing the Good Morning Song
\nthe more annoying you sound the better
\n3.\u00a0<\/strong>If that doesn\u2019t get a rise out of them rip the blankets off their bodies while continuing to sing, sometimes if you sound like an annoying cartoon character this usually gets a pillow thrown \u00a0at you and a reluctant roll out of bed just to get you to stop singing.<\/p>\n
\nIt\u2019s like watching a little drunk stumping through the house after an all night bender it\u2019s really quite funny to witness if you\u2019re lucky to see it first hand.<\/p>\n
\nMy parents always told me that they hoped I have a child just like me when I grew up \u2026.. well guess what it\u2019s happened to me.
\nWhen I was younger, sometimes before I go to bed at night I\u2019d casually mention to my mom that I needed a dozen or so cupcakes or some form of baked good for the next morning.
\nAfter my mother I imagined silently cursed our name she would spend the next several hours creating a masterpiece that wowed the class.
\nAs my sister and I became parents my mother so smartly gave each of her children handed down recipes from our grandparents and some of her own.
\nThere was one page dedicated to us in the form of emergency baked goods if our own darlings pull the same stunts we did.
\nNeedless those recipes have come in handy for me along with a few of my own that I\u2019ve added a few times in my life.
\nI\u2019ve managed to come up with a couple batches of cake pops thanks to a little baking machine that will cook a dozen little balls of cake in a matter of minutes.
\nOver the years I\u2019d see them at second-hand stores and have discovered that the more machines I bought the more cake pops I can produce in no time at all.
\nLast week however my daughter decided to up her game and decided one Sunday night to mention that she needed a purple dress for a school production the next morning.
\nNow mind you she\u2019s known about this for a week but decided to tell her father and I at 6 pm when all that\u2019s opened is your local Wal-Mart.
\nSo like any good parent I run down to my local Wal-Mart in hopes to find a suitable purple dress for a dance routine.
\nCursing to myself knowing full well that she had several dance costumes in her closet but not one of them was the desired purple.
\nYou would think that a store like Wal-Mart would have something suitable however I have learned to keep my expectations low.
\nThe funny thing as I arrived determined to get a dress, I noticed several other parents wandering around trying to find a specific item swell to no avail.
\nThe girls dept was pretty much slim pickings as I hunted high and low as they were focused on the winter season ahead.
\nFinally after much debate I found something that would possibly work for her yet be suitable for other outings as well.
\nNeedless she was happy with the choice I made and the performance went off without a hitch.<\/p>\n