The best part about having a kid in high school, is their friends. 
The ones that come over on Friday nights and eat the big pan 
of brownies you’ve pulled out of the oven.
The ones that come over in the summer and eat your blackberry cobbler,
and the ones that manage to sink a canoe, even with two national rowing championship qualifiers, in the boat.
Aw. I always LOVED all the teenagers who came to our house.