Conversation earlier today between me and The Boy:
Me: Did you walk home with C today?
S: No.
Me: Did you walk home with C today?
S: Uh. Yeah.
Me: Did you kiss her yet?
S: No.
Me: Did you kiss her yet?
S: No.
Me: Do you hold hands when you're walking?
S: No.
Me: Do you hold hands?
S: Uh. Yeah.
Me: Is she going to be at the game tonight?
S: No.
Me: Is she going to be at the game tonight?
S: Uh. I don't know.
Me: Is she going to be at the game tonight?
S: I DON'T KNOW.
Me: Did you walk home with C today?
S: No.
Me: Did you walk home with C today?
S: Uh. Yeah.
Me: Did you kiss her yet?
S: No.
Me: Did you kiss her yet?
S: No.
Me: Do you hold hands when you're walking?
S: No.
Me: Do you hold hands?
S: Uh. Yeah.
Me: Is she going to be at the game tonight?
S: No.
Me: Is she going to be at the game tonight?
S: Uh. I don't know.
Me: Is she going to be at the game tonight?
S: I DON'T KNOW.
Then, later (just now, in fact) I found some emails about meeting behind the school so we can "try again." WHAT?? AND I found an email from S in which he told C not to reply to his emails but to make a new message. The little sneak is trying to, well, sneak around me! Ugh.
I hate this parenting thing. I've often said that this feels like the longest fucking babysitting job of my life. WHEN ARE THEIR PARENTS COMING HOME?
So HH and I called The Boy downstairs to put the kibosh on this whole thing. From now on I will be picking him up every day after school (this is just as annoying to me as to him as it will lessen my Howard Stern time). They are allowed to talk on the phone but that's it. I told him that we didn't like this new sneaking and lying and that if we couldn't trust him then we didn't have anything.
I hate this parenting thing. I've often said that this feels like the longest fucking babysitting job of my life. WHEN ARE THEIR PARENTS COMING HOME?
So HH and I called The Boy downstairs to put the kibosh on this whole thing. From now on I will be picking him up every day after school (this is just as annoying to me as to him as it will lessen my Howard Stern time). They are allowed to talk on the phone but that's it. I told him that we didn't like this new sneaking and lying and that if we couldn't trust him then we didn't have anything.
Then we tried to explain to him that we would probably not be having this conversation if C wasn't in 9th grade. How do you explain that a 9th grade girl is different in every way from a 7th grade boy TO A 7TH GRADE BOY?
S got blinky (with him that means he's about to cry because he's sad/angry/tired/frustrated) and then said he was going to bed (it's 8:00 right now). I know it's weenie of me to worry, but no kid understands (and won't until that kid has a kid) that no parent wants their kid to be angry at them. It breaks my heart to be the one he's angry at.
Sometimes being the grownup sucks.
S got blinky (with him that means he's about to cry because he's sad/angry/tired/frustrated) and then said he was going to bed (it's 8:00 right now). I know it's weenie of me to worry, but no kid understands (and won't until that kid has a kid) that no parent wants their kid to be angry at them. It breaks my heart to be the one he's angry at.
Sometimes being the grownup sucks.
There's absolutely no reason why this picture was added other than it gives me something to focus on while I breathe into a bag.
4 comments:
You did the right thing. "Try again," just proves your gut was right. Hang in there. :)
I think the united front thing is the best ever...you're only half the bad guy. :)
I can't WAIT for the teenagers year to begin, it sounds like a hoot!
Oh boy. You may or may not remember that I have 2 teen-aged brothers. The eldest is 17 and I could tell you many many stories about him. Actually? He's like, the worst child ever. Luckily I'm just his sister, but his poor mom... dating, and lying and driving and DRUGS... yea. Feel better now? Yours will be just fine and you did the right thing!!!
Oy. I HOPE I did. I asked my husband if he EVER thought we'd be having this "issue" with THIS kid so early and the answer is a resounding NO. He's such a "good boy" that I worry that we'll let our guard down.
That being said, Jozette, I think I can top the Bad Brother contest...did yours steal a car WHEN HE WAS 12?! And that was just the beginning. So, like everything in our past, I know my bad brother experiences color my thinking when it comes to the worries about the teenage years.
AND I work in a sorority so I'VE HEARD IT ALL. My kids have NO chance.
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