As a parent, I dread two things: potty training and puberty. We – somehow – survived potty training, although not entirely unscathed. Which leaves…puberty ::shudder::
I was a late bloomer. I was almost in high school by the time I got my period and I didn’t have measureable cleavage until college.
Your father was a later bloomer. I’m less familiar with how this is measured in boys, but probably something to do with shaving and dropping an octave.
I’m kind of hoping all this late blooming compounds on you two. With any luck you won’t hit puberty until you’ve moved out.
A mom can dream, right?
Update: too late. Kitten got her first lose tooth two days ago and when we looked she had all four of her adult molars coming in. It begins…