Coming Up Short

In case you haven't already figured it out, parents of teenagers are stupid - we don't know anything.  According to our kids, anyway.  I can't wait for the day they come back and say, "You know, mom, you were right about..."  I'm going to have to try REALLY hard not to say "I told you so!"  

I try to talk to my kids, but they frequently snub my attempts to have a conversation.  I was trying to ask Daughter about something she had going on this week, and she thought my questions were stupid.  In fact, she informed me that I was 3 for 3 with stupid questions, and did I want to try for 4?  I quit talking to her.

Trying to have a conversation with my teenage son is even more interesting.  Me: Did you fix the problem with the TV box?  Son: No.  Me:  Dad must have figured it out then.  Son: I don't know.  Me: I thought he was going to ask you to help him with it.  Son: Mom, do you not pay any attention?  

Um, well, I do but since I wasn't home when the box was supposedly fixed, how was I supposed to pay attention?  I guess I'm supposed to know these things by osmosis.

Later I got in on the middle of a conversation between Son and Hubby.  They were discussing how many letters are in each of our first names, and that the longer the first name the more important we are, or something to that effect. Where they came up with that, I have no idea!  Hubby and Daughter both have 8 letters, Son has 7, and "poor mom" has only 5.  "Mom, you just come up short on everything, don't you?" Son said.  Hubby promptly asked if he was referring to my height, too.  

I ignored them both and went back to reading.  With family like that, who needs enemies?