It’s time I just put it out there. I have a Tweenager, a lovely 11 year old Tweenager. I’ve noticed some things and probably things my mother noticed when I was 11 as well. It’s time I just share that:
1. My daughter has and many other Tweens have no sense of dressing right. For example my lovely daughter thought her shorts with a VERY wrinkled top was a great idea to wear to school today.
I asked her if I could get the wrinkles out. She declined my offer. She assured me that the wrinkles would be gone by the time she arrived to school. She was wrong. Still I think I plead my case about the clothes for about 10 minutes and then it hit me….my ego was at stake. I didn’t want people to think I dressed my daughter that way. I then realized my own mother must have had those same thoughts. Boy did I have some fashion issues.
To sum up point 1 I have to let her find her own fashion self and I can point out her train wreck days kindly but if she doesn’t want my assistance I will back off to the best of my ability.
2. The tone of voice of a Tweenager is very loud. They do not know they are talking extremely loud or answering questions like “How are you?” with such attitude that you would think you asked “Why didn’t you clean your room yet?”. It’s as though they’ve found their inner voice (just as toddlers yell when they find their voice) but it’s at some awful loud volume.
To this I remember my attitude and I’d like to say I didn’t have one BUT I think if I question my parents they may say otherwise.
3. Appearance. Enough said. Wash your face and take a real shower, you know where your body is washed and you properly wash your hair. This means using the products so freely given to you by your loving parents and make sure you use deodorant before leaving for school. I’d like to be able to breathe when I pick up said child from school.
Now I’d like to point out this is not my daughter I speak of in the deodorant department. I don’t feel it necessary to call out a child while in my car but it’s so hard to breathe. This has happened at different times with different Tweens but it an be bad.
I do believe and hope this one fixes itself over time. I think and hope their close friends would let them know of their stench, right?
So as I enjoy the Tweenage years some more I’m sure there will be more that comes up but I thought sharing these little bits of joy would show I’m not alone and that there are many more parents living with a Tweenager and that we will all survive with or without lots of thoughts of running away.
Below is moi with bright red hair. My mother was never pleased with this choice of color.