On the first day of Christmas my teenager texted me:
Just to let you know it's not all my mess. Also, I’m going to clean it up.
On the second day of Christmas my teenager texted me:
Are you planning to go the store anytime soon? Because there is nothing to eat in this house.
Also, I’m going to clean it up
On the third day of Christmas my teenager texted me:
Some of us are going to Chipotle. Can I have some money?
There’s nothing to eat here
Also, I’m going to clean it up
On the fourth day of Christmas my teenager texted me:
Some friends are coming over. I call the basement.
I need Chipotle money
There is nothing to eat here
Also, I’m going to clean it up
On the fifth day of Christmas my teenager texted me:
Chillax. It’s barely dented.
I call the basement
I need Chipotle money
There’s nothing to eat here
Also, I’m going to clean it up
On the sixth day of Christmas my teenager texted me:
Hey, we’re all out of milk. How come you never buy enough milk?
You should just chill-aaax
I call the basement
I need Chipotle money
There’s nothing to eat here
Also, I’m going to clean it up
On the seventh day of Christmas my teenager texted me:
Why do I have to do everything?
We’re all out of milk
You should just chill-aaax
I call the basement
I need Chipotle money
There’s nothing to eat here
Also, I’m going to clean it up
On the eighth day of Christmas my teenager texted me:
No one understands your rules. Your rules make no sense at all.
Why do I have to do it?
We’re all out of milk
You should just chill-aaax
I call the basement
I need Chipotle money
There’s nothing to eat here
Also, I’m going to clean it up
On the ninth day of Christmas my teenager texted me:
Do you have any plans for the car? Cause I’m going to need it.
Your rules make no sense
Why do I have to do it?
We’re all out of milk
You should just chill-aaax
I call the basement
I need Chipotle money
There’s nothing to eat here
Also, I’m going to clean it up
On the tenth day of Christmas my teenager texted me:
There are no clean towels. Someone needs to do the laundry.
I need the car
Your rules make no sense
Why do I have to do it?
We’re all out of milk
You should just chill-aaax
I call the basement
I need Chipotle money
There’s nothing to eat here
Also, I’m going to clean it up
On the eleventh day of Christmas my teenager texted me:
I’m probably going to be late tonight. I’m just letting you know because 11 o’clock is not realistic.
There are 10 loads of laundry
I need the car
Your rules make no sense
Why do I have to do it?
We’re all out of milk
You should just chill-aaax
I call the basement
I need Chipotle money
There’s nothing to eat here
Also, I’m going to clean it up
On the twelfth day of Christmas my teenager texted me:
So, the new iPhone is out. I could really use a new phone.
11 is too early
There are 10 loads of laundry
I need the car
Your rules make no sense
Why do I have to do it?
We’re all out of milk
You should just chill-aaax
I call the basement
I need Chipotle money
There’s nothing to eat here
Also, I’m going to clean it up
Yup, that sounds about right.
Posted by: Gigi | December 24, 2014 at 08:39 AM
But they're going to clean it up. Possibly.
-SK
Posted by: Suburban Kamikaze | December 24, 2014 at 08:55 AM
Love every word of this way too true rendition! Going to go chill- aaax now....
Posted by: Cindy Goodman | December 25, 2014 at 06:10 AM
So funny. And true.
Posted by: Dawn | December 25, 2014 at 10:13 AM
And the ever popular mom .... mom.... mom.... "Can you make me a sandwich?"
Posted by: SH | December 28, 2014 at 06:20 PM
Definitely needs a "make me a sandwich" verse. There must be at least 30 days of Christmas in the teen calendar.
SK
Posted by: Suburban Kamikaze | January 02, 2015 at 07:29 AM