I realized something important today. My son is like a cat. He hangs around me when he wants to be fed or when he wants something. Otherwise, he goes off by himself and is pretty much doing his own thing. Also like a cat, he's pretty cute and I want to pet him (that is, talk to him, give him a hug etc.), but I never know if he's going to bite my face off.
And I love him anyway.
1 comment:
I think it's called being a teenager ;)
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