When boys in our church turn 19, they serve a two year mission away from home. Several years ago I chuckled when I saw the saying "We should send missionaries out when they are 16. They still know everything and their mothers wouldn't cry when they left."
I have found myself totally understanding that sentiment lately as I get to routinely deal with the drama of a 16 year old son.
But then there are these bright and shining moments where I don't want to kill him because he says things that are sweet and insightful. Like today when he said, "If I'd known what I was going to get at the end, I would have gone through six more foster homes to get here."