Gosh my kid is creative, or just plain mean.

  My daughter has been nursing a broken heart over the weekend. Young love ahhhhh, I don't  envy her. Even if she is more beautiful than I ever was, has her whole life ahead of her- unlimited potential and what not. No more teenaged angst for me thank you very much. I could do it again, but only if I knew what I  know now. God my life would be different maybe or exactly the same I don't know. I haven't done too bad for myself.
  Her first true love broke up with her after nearly a year of inseparable Siamese twin like codependency. Just like that, could have been he had a moment of clarity and realized that my progeny is nuts descended from a long line of impulsive lunatics. He regretted it almost immediately but she was too scorned to go back into the time machine and pretend it never happened. Although he has done this many times for her. He's a glutton for punishment, but damn have you seen the girl she's a knock out. So after 3 days of not seeing him which is some kind of a record she agrees to have him back upon  the following conditions. He cuts his long hair very short, wears a shirt to school that says I am an idiot for breaking up with my girlfriend and agrees in writing that her mother gets to name their first born son. The name will be supplied to me by her at a later date. This kid is creative. I don't know if I should feel ashamed or proud.