Sometimes I look at my cat and I am baffled at how he grew from a kitten to what he is currently and it almost hurts because I didn’t get enough of him being a small, clingy little shit. I then wonder if that’s how most parents of children who made it past their teenage years feel. You know no one loves teenagers. It’s just a fact. My mom has a little plaque in her kitchen that says, “Mothers of teenagers know why animals eat their young” and that is just a totally valid statement I think.