The Oh-My-Freaking-God Moment
So, my 14-year-old daughter just Facebook chatted me that she's ready to get birth control.
I think my brain just exploded.
Yep, there's not much left of me.
And now I have to try to talk coherently to a TEENAGER.
OH. EM. GEE.
This may be my last post ever.
At least your teenager is TALKING to you! That's a positive thing!
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