Parenting adolescent boys is akin to playing tug of war. They want you to park as far away as possible when picking them up from basketball practice but need you to listen (and *gasp* maybe even hug them) when their team loses the tournament. One minute you are “the meanest mom ever” and the next (when you drive them somewhere they want to go or buy them ice cream) “you’re the best”….
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