It’s official.
The teenager no longer thinks we’re cool.
Truth be told, he’s been feeling this way for some time.
Now, he’d rather not be seen with us either.
No need to go to his basketball games after school…verboten!
No need to hang out at the Rec center. He’d prefer to be dropped off.
Watching movies, or our favorite shows, together?
Forget it.
“We have another TV,” he tells us.
I knew this was coming.
So why is it so hard to accept?
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