Scred to Death

When you are the ripe old age of 33, you often times have friends that have children that are older than your own. This is the case with me and one of my friends (whom shall remain nameless)-you feel as though you have had a hand in raising their kids too. It takes a village right? If not feeding burping or changing that child then for support of your friend, the parent. This friend has a child whom is the best kid. Honest, wonderful child, considerate, smart, well mannered-all that you could ask for... And then I was scared to death!

This wonderful child has entered PUBERTY! Now I have not seen this kid since the discovery was made. I am fairly certain that he is not sporting the five o clock shadow..however I am somewhat convinced that he is different.....acting!

I do not scare easily....I have twins. I am petrified of them changing. I remember the changes that I went through when I was 18. (Late bloomer) I know that my kids will not cry, slam doors, tell me that I do not love them...I should have thought of all of this prior to having kids. What oh what am I going to do? I remember my brother and the voice changed, moodiness, body odor---Oh what does life hold for me? Should I start telling them about proper application of deodorant? Should I just ignore the fact that I am going to have to face this at some point? How should I prepare? Rest assured, Nathan will have nothing to say to them about any of this. I am alone, all alone!

Anyone want a couple of the sweetest children that are bound to change?

Speaking of Nathan and puberty: Nathan has decided that one tour of braces duty is not enough. Today, Nathan is spending the day at the orthodontist-getting braces! I am doomed!