Why don't parents come with an instruction manual?

Enjoy childhood, they say.

I will. I do. Or, at least, I did.

I'm over here living my best life with my best friends and science club. And in three weeks, we're going to GamerCon.

Suddenly, my parents want to talk about my choices. It's so unfair. Why am I grounded for enjoying my childhood? I'm doing exactly what they said to do.

I know I'm not a parent. But I'm pretty sure 'doing what you say you'll do' is in the top five rules of parenting. It's right up there with 'feed the kid'. Just my opinion.

Now I've lost everything good because the grown people in my life don't make any sense.

If I can't spend time with my best friends, how do I keep them? And how do I get out of trouble when I'm not sure how I got there in the first place?