My daughter does it from field strip down to reassembled in under 2 minutes , while watching vampire diaries. Quicker if she pays attention. And she watched me do it once, then just did it. She is also a crack shot too. Her 10 year old sister isn't as interested in it as she is, but at 10, she is a darn good shot as well. Just wish there was a JR rifle or any shooting teams here in the St. Louis area we could go to. My 13 year old loves to shoot and would join one in a heart beat if we could find one.





honor roll student, a wiz in math and science, super social and lots of good friends, great artist, and mechanically inclined, reloads ammo, and a crack shot. What more could a parent want in a child..

Im not worried when she starts dating. the boys should be though.

Great!

Brace yourself...Once they realize that boys aren't the stinky, repulsive things they thought, your time with them will be more limited. Been there, done that twice. Enjoy while you can, and congratulations on another shooter!

SingleShotLover wrote:

Brace yourself...Once they realize that boys aren't the stinky, repulsive things they thought, your time with them will be more limited. Been there, done that twice. Enjoy while you can, and congratulations on another shooter!

Really singleshot, I sure could use some advice right now. For some reason in the last couple weeks my 13 year old, who couldn't wait to come to my house every week, now doesn't want to, and wants to stay at her moms house holed up in her bedroom. She is also being really mean to her little sister and not so nice to me or her mom. More so me than her mom though.
Just got off the phone with her mom about it this. Its my weekend with them, but she doesn't even want me to pick her up from school like ive don't for the last 10 years, or even come to my house this weekend.

This, on top of one of my dogs passed away this morning in a strange way. He woke around 5pm yelping and whining , falling over, shaking violently and panting. Finally started drooling and all glassy eyed. by the time I looked up the phone number for the emergency vet line, he had died. He was a good little guy.

Sorry to hear about all of this.

RIP Pup.

Hey dan1dad-don't wan't to ruin your day anymore-but get ready,sit down,pour yourself a shot........cause it sounds like your little girl has got that dreaded disease called"puberty" kicking in!Sounds to me like the classic symptoms of not wanting to talk,hiding in bedroom,etc.Not a shrink and don't know your daughter-but classic signs!If this is true-then you will need to talk to more parents that have already raised daughters.......or you will need a shrink!
Sorry for the loss of your dog-you might consider picking up one of those pups from the humane society that need a home.Those turn out to be some of the best-most grateful dogs that i've ever been around.Somehow they must know that they've been saved from being destroyed!

TRBLSHTR wrote:

:? Hey dan1dad-don't wan't to ruin your day anymore-but get ready,sit down,pour yourself a shot........cause it sounds like your little girl has got that dreaded disease called"puberty" kicking in!Sounds to me like the classic symptoms of not wanting to talk,hiding in bedroom,etc.Not a shrink and don't know your daughter-but classic signs!If this is true-then you will need to talk to more parents that have already raised daughters.......or you will need a shrink! Sorry for the loss of your dog-you might consider picking up one of those pups from the humane society that need a home.Those turn out to be some of the best-most grateful dogs that i've ever been around.Somehow they must know that they've been saved from being destroyed!

I've heard the same from other parents. They say it starts around 12 or 13, and ends, if your lucky, between 16 to 18


Bo, our dog that died today was just that, a wonderful humane society dog. All 3 of our dogs are adopted dogs. 2 humane society, Bo and a Shepard named Gromit, after the Wallace and Gromit Claymation's , and there is Abby, a pure bred Yorkie that an neighbor bought for his wife. She wouldn't get off the couch to let the dog out and it messed in the house. He doesn't like dogs that much anyway so they ask us if we wanted it. Abby is a great little dog and once messed in the house when we didn't get her out in time. And she will let you know when she has to go. Very vocally and if your sleeping she jumps on your checks and makes a low grumble howl.

Bo was a great laid back dog, you could do anything in the world to him and he would just have a big dog smile on his face and prance around with his tail wagging. I remember not long after we adopted him the girls had him sitting on a small wooden stool as they dressed him up in doll and build a bear clothes. He just sat there and looked like he loved every minute of it.
My youngest named him Bo, after David Bowie. Not that she is a fan of his music to much, but she loves the movie Labyrinth- by jim henson the muppet guy- Bowie was the Goblin King and his hair was white and stuck up kind of like Bo's did.

The worst part is I just cant get the whole event out of my head. He just started yelping, running into things, falling on the floor panting, whinning and shaking, drooling for around 5 minutes straight, then laid there just panting and drooling. I went online to look up the number of the emergency vet, wrote it down, then looked back over to see how he was doing and he was gone. I dont think I would have had time to even get him to the vet. This started and ended around 5:30 am.
He had been sick for a few days before that, but it was more like a dog flu or cold. He'd just sleep, eat, do his job in the yard and then go back to sleep. Didnt like being bothered by the other dogs. He was an ugly little mutt, but he was our ugly little mutt.

Sorry about your dog.

As to teenagers, I have a theory, based on having survived three of them (two daughters and a son) that I will swear to regardless of any proposed evidence to the contrary:

At 12:01AM on the morning of their 13th birthday (entering the teens) they lose all but three brain cells, and two of those are defective. At that point they begin growing new brain cells - but that is a long, drawn out process.

Hang in there, it gets better but it is a slow process. It is one of those things that makes one often wish that birth control could be retroactive!