My teenagers are growing so fast I can hardly keep up with it. Our #2 son, “The Fruitarian,” was laughing at himself the other day, while trying to keep his shirt tucked in. He said, “tucked…” then raised his arms a little, “untucked.” At least a couple times a week he mentions needing new clothes, new shoes, or new swimwear.
On top of that, they are eating me out of house and home. I bought two large pizzas for dinner the other day, which I thought would be plenty for three children and one friend. It was naive, I know that now. Our daughter told us she only got one slice of pizza and she was still hungry. After questioning the boys, we discovered they had eaten about 5 slices each.
And they were still hungry too.