the reality of teen dating

story by | angela smith

I’mthe meanest mom EVER! I know many of you believe you own that title but I’m here to tell you it is, in fact, me. I have it from two very reliable sources, ages 12 and 14, who confirm it by storming down the hall and slamming their bedroom doors regularly. I realize this should probably be a source of pain and hurt for me, but it isn’t. I actually take pride in my title and despite Stacey London’s and Clinton Kelly’s horror at the idea I’d proudly wear a t-shirt that proclaims to the world: I’m a mean mom!