Taking a vacation with a teenager is a little bit like asking to be repeatedly punched in the balls.
They are neither excited by, nor interested in, anything. They are resentful of everything they feel denied them, which is an exhaustive list of things, believe-you-me. They are argumentative about even the simplist of things, and yet their logic always seems to ignore some intrinsic point.
It is maddening.
On the plus side, we made it almost 5 days before our first significant teen-moment.

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