While I was trying to find the end of this thread, I landed on page 3, the 13 year old's tantrum. No more time to read this morning. Having survived twin DD's, who are now 28 years old, 13 was ok, 14 was awful and it went downhill until they hit about 21. At which point I was suddenly the smartest person on the planet to my daughters.
So if the "I sold my kids" update means anything, just be grateful they aren't twins, and bide your time. The old and the wise will triumph over the young and the wild eventually, because they do age and mature, somehow, usually....the speed is best turned over to God, who teaches some mighty stout lessons.
Gypsi