Last week saw the 20th birthday of my youngest. This means my blog is incorrectly titled. 2-young-adults-who-sometimes-behave-like-teenagers doesn't quite have the same flow though. But I can officially say I've made it through the teenage years. They have provided me with great material when either of them get married. A lot of which has never made it on to my blog. I may have to take legal advice to see where I stand before revealing all.
Despite all the mood swings, shoutiness, door slamming and serial flouncing there is always something warm and glowing about having a celebratory meal altogether usually with their respective boy or girlfriend at the time. Even if it ended with flouncing for dessert.