Generic 2%. Whatever's on sale.

We have a new boy now.  Travis.  When he stumbled upon my blog he was not impressed that there was no "Travis" label.  I knew I had to rectify that.  So this is for Travis, who, being a teenage boy with a head full of teenage boy crap has probably totally forgotten this blog and that conversation already.  (Oh and he's not a permanent fixture.... he is only hear about 80% of the time.  He sleeps at home on weeknights.  The rest of the time he's here.  He is a senior.  He plays football with Neil and he has taken over as Neil's driver.  He eats a LOT of food but has been known to call me from the store to text me a conversation like the following:

        TW   Do you want me to pick up milk.  I am at the store.
        DP    We have milk but I can always use more, so yes.
        TW   Wow.  There's a shit ton of kinds of milk!  What the hell kind do I buy?

He's a keeper alright.

living with teenagers

life with no punctuation everything just runs together meals sports homework dogs volunteering tv family gaming girlfriends friends growth immaturity maturity laundry lots of laundry it all gets jumbled up and messed together sometimes there is light at the end of the tunnel but mostly it feels like life in fast forward just a pause a little comma would be nice