Today I could hear a pretty steady thumping coming from upstairs so I ventured up to see what it was. I listened in as Cassidy was dancing in her bathroom to some music.
Me: Hey, whatcha doin’ in there?
She threw open the door and this happened:
Cassidy: I’M DANCING I HAVE TO PRACTICE FOR COLORGUARD OMG MOOOOOOOM. SERIOUSLY!
She threw that last word in there as she ran into her room and slammed the door closed. The high pitched squeeling continued as I fought her to get her door open. By this time I had made it into a joke.
Me: OMG CAAAAASSSIDY LET ME SEE YOUR AWESOME DANCE MOVES THAT YOU WERE PRACTICING.
Cassidy: MOM SERIOUSLY GO AWAY.
Me: I CAN’T GO AWAY I NEEEEEED TO SEE YOU DAAAAAAAANCE.
Cassidy: OMG I HATE YOU SERIOUSLY!
Me: So I guess you DON’T need to go to the grocery store today then?
At which point I was suddenly able to open her door and proceed to tease her to her face. Sometimes parenting a teenager is a lot of fun.