My Wild Raunchy Son

Max had always been a bit of a wild card. As a child, he was the one who would color outside the lines, not just on paper, but in life. His parents often joked that he had a mischievous streak a mile wide. As he grew older, that streak only seemed to grow wider.

The Strategies:

The Emotional Rollercoaster

3. The Real Talk

My wild, raunchy son doesn't need a lecture on manners. He needs a lecture on respect. I sat him down and said, "Look. You are becoming a man. Part of being a man is knowing when to be raunchy. If you are always the 'gross guy,' no one will trust you. Do you want to be the class clown or the class president?" my wild raunchy son