have you ever tried to fast forward life, look ahead 10 years from now, and imagine what life might be like?
well i did the other day.
teenagers.
that could possibly be the scariest word ever. i know because i can remember being one. but i had a little flashback this last week. i woke up and headed downstairs to whip up some banana pancakes for the kiddos. i got to the bottom of the stairs, took a quick glance outside and then headed for the....wait. did i see something...yellow...outside. i go back. i look across the street, and chuckle a little as i see this:
these neighbors have lots of trees (i had lots of trees)...and teenagers (i was a teenager once. i think.). and when you combine those two you get a disastrously easy target for stuff like this. their poor house always has something going on outside. if you look closely, you can also see last weeks vandalism: the toilet paper hanging in the tree. and that was just the stuff they couldn't reach.
i just kept staring at the house until after a few minutes i shuddered at the thought of someday having to deal with my own teenagers. what if they are like me? what if they are like my husband?!? what if they are not like either of us and we have no clue how to deal with them?
after reliving a few teenage moments and imagining the teenage moments i get to deal with in the near future, i pulled myself back to reality and thought:
note to self: trees are not a part of my dream yard.
