So, a few hours later, I get a call that the car carrying my daughter, her boyfriend and three other young people who also made the above ridiculous decision, has broken down about 8 miles out of town...in the freezing cold weather and SHE wants me to come pick ALL of them up!
Again. Wait. What?
Doesn't the teenage driver that you chose to ride with have parents? Why is it that you want ME to come get all of you. Do I need to make sure the car is towed also? How the HELL did this become MY issue? Oh..I see. Because YOU want it to be my problem.
However, I calmly and regretfully explained to her that I had just gotten out of the shower, had wet hair and an appointment with my Al-Anon sponsor within minutes and I could not pick them up and they'd need to make other arrangements.
Wrong answer.
That was not what the Princess Child was going for here. After "some kind stranger" brought a couple of them to town, Ab berated me with "What the HELL kind of effing Mother leaves her 17 year old kid stranded with a broken down car on the highway in this kind of weather?"
I want to ask that driver's mom the exact same thing, since my oldest kid went to rescue the rest of those little Einsteins from the side of the road.
Anyway you look at it, it somehow became MY problem.
I just don't get it.
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Well said and fun. Great style and great post. I can tell you have definitely BEEN there
ReplyDeletewith parenting. The good news for me is...they do grow up and become basically charming loving individuals...:>)
Linda
You're a great mum that's why the kid expects you to help her anytime anyplace.
ReplyDeletetres naive...
That's the hardest part of letting kids make their own decisions - letting them live with the consequences of their decisions. I had a similar deal with my oldest... he neglected renewing his tag... he had money and spent it. He was given more money and he spent it. He was cautioned and warned and advised and he never could make it a priority. Then he got pulled over. They towed his car. They took him to the police station. He called me just as I was starting dinner with ten other people over an hour away from him and I said, "I'll call you when I'm done here". Before I was ready to pick him up (two hours later) he had already found someone else to get him.
ReplyDeleteKids.
*hugs*
heather
Lovely. Just lovely.
ReplyDeleteGotta let them learn to deal with the problems they create themselves....
ReplyDelete...even if it does piss them off. LOL
I'm glad that you did what you did. You have a life. I've had to remind myself that I am no longer the rescuer for everyone else. Thank goodness that I didn't have children.
ReplyDeleteah the life of a mom to a teen. Its OK - I dont get it with you but I totally get you!
ReplyDeleteHA,HA, HAha.. I am laughing out loud because this is too good. Wait wait I love the emotional blackmail "what kind of f***" oh you know what you said. Awesome story this is too real to be fake. Hee,hee,hee I am still giggling over here. OK, now it was not the wrong answer. Next time little miss princess should think about the consequences of her decisions before she decides to go out. You need to read Syd's blog about the 7th tradition girl you were right on, she was way off and hopefully way grounded after that phone call, hallo!! love ya
ReplyDeleteugh, I get it. I get that this is snapshot of my life in 10 years. Yay teenagers!
ReplyDeleteYou should have asked her what kind of effing teenager decides she is old enough to make her own decisions but doesn't have the resources to help herself when she needs to.
ReplyDeleteI hate freakin' teenagers man. What in the heck did any of us do to deserve them?? lol
My own 17 year old wears an ass hat most days.
I hear you!!!
ReplyDeleteThank God for older siblings of our teenagers! What would we do without them????
How was your massage? I'm going on Friday with a friend. I cannot wait! ;o)
ReplyDeleteIt seems as though their minds head south when they want to do something. I'm glad you stood your ground. Thats the way! Take care and enjoy your Wednesday!
ReplyDeleteFrom the day that they're born until the day you die, their problems are your problems....you did the right thing!
ReplyDeleteDear Lord, I so remember the difficulties of raising teenagers.
ReplyDeleteThere are always people around wanting to judge us. I ignore them.
I enabled for so long, reading this made me want to go pick up your daughter (LOL).I salute you for standing firm. It really is not easy to do as a mom, but it does get a little easier when they start yelling at you!
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