But now she's becoming a teenager and puberty has hit hard. So I'm thinking I have to step up my game and help her out in that area too. But here's the problem - we get along well. Too well. We don't really fight. Mostly we just laugh until we can't breathe and our stomach muscles hurt.
To remedy this I have started a campaign to be more annoying. Teenagers are supposed hate their parents, I think. At least that's what I've heard, and I'm here for my daughter. All the way. To start out I'm getting her to clean up after herself. I mean I'm not her slave! (She just does it. She's easy going like that). I tell her, no dating until you're older! (The only boys she interested in are animated - so she's not bothered). I give her big wet kisses on the forehead. (I got "accidentally" punched in the nose).
Okay, admittedly this isn't going well, yet. But give me time. I can figure this out. Raising her up until this point has worked well. Maybe I can just rely on my track record - right? Do a few more really annoying things . . .
I think I'd better go ice my nose now.