I loved it when my kids were teens even though it was wild and crazy most of the time. The house was filled with a variety of screaming and laughter, tears and joy. The kids were full of hope, despair, new ideas, vision, frustration, happiness and sadness. One minute they were astoundingly childish and the next amazingly mature and wise. Just me and Troy and the dog.
Excitement is when the now adult kids drive up and the grandkids scramble out of the car.
Then our house is filled again with noisy life. So, all you fathers, cherish these days. Soon you'll blink and they'll be gone. A News-Miner columnist since 1984, Jan Thacker can be reached at P.O. Box 57077, North Pole, AK 99705.