There's a part in the movie where Goldie Hawn picks her boys up from school and gets into a skirmish with their principal. She yells:
"They may be monsters, but they're MINE."
I've always loved that scene. And now, I get it.
I don't care what happens. She'll always be my baby. And I'll always love her.
Even when she's in a monster phase.
But right now she's sweet as sugar and chirps like a little bird when she's happy.
If you'll excuse me, I'm going to apologize to my mom for all all those monster teenage years.
P.S. I'm still staying at my parent's house, and things are up in the air. Continued prayers are much appreciated.