There was a day of breathing on the topic of teenage rebellion against the "unbearable" homework. I’ve probably lived my whole life with this "adolescent". Mom perceives any activity other than scratching the nails under coffee drinks, horrifying oppression. Even when once a month he comes to his grandson and pronounces the sacramental: such a wonderful weather! give a grandson, I walk, it ends in scandal and hysteria. Because it turns out that at this hour she was poorly stuck sitting on the bench and watching the child forge the pebbles. And try not to give, variations on the topic of hysteria from impotent cooking (in the major) will go to a minor, with cries and insults for a lifetime. There are people who are just born with a certain amount of hair, they are small in soul and half-deathed 24 hours a day. It is hard for them to cook pelletry and steep the plate in the dishwasher, they love to be praised unceasingly, on the occasion and without, and if someone nearby does not even breathe as they are comfortable, they will start to melt their legs, because it irritates them, and so they take away valuable energy.