Ok, so Emily is on a curfew which changes depending on where she's going and what she's doing. It's a strict curfew. If she doesn't get in (the phrase is "in the house looking me in the eye") by the time we specify, she's grounded and her phone is taken away.
On Saturday she went to a party. She called to ask if could she go to Lazer Tag in Nashville. The birthday girl's father said he'd get her home on time. I told Emily I didn't think she could make it. I said this in a couple of ways, and made it clear that no matter who was driving she was responsible to be in the house on time. Ultimately I left the decision up to her. She, of course, as I knew she wouldn't, didn't make it on time. So she was grounded and her phone taken away.
Yesterday her phone appeared in her bag. Whoops!!! I just told her to put it on her Dad's dresser. When I later told Bert Emily had taken it, he was Not Pleased. But the matter was dropped as the phone was back on his dresser - we thought.
Sooooo, tonight he comes home and is like "Ok, where's the phone?" All out hunt for the phone. Emily denies knowledge. Bert and Emily are looking for it. Can't find it. So in the end I just sigh and say "Well, Emily, you'd better look in your bag."
"Oh! It's in here" says Emily with a 'now how did that get in here?' kind of voice. I said "ooooooooh, big mistake."
Anyway, all sorts of uncomfortable conniptions ensued and ended with me crying. Bert and Emily went upstairs. I followed a few minutes later to comfort Emily who was crying in the privacy of her room.
Raising teenagers SUCKS. I mean, SUCKS. Emily is a 17 year old junior. Which means she'll be an 18 year old senior. Which is going to SUCK.
Question: How in the world am I going to survive these next two years? Emily thinks she's old enough to be independent but she's not quite and is still in high school. I think I'm going to go mad dealing with all this.
Why am I up at 11.49pm worrying about all this? I have cub scouts tomorrow and I know I'm going to be dead because I KNOW I'm not going to sleep well tonight.
I would like to quote the penguin in Madagascar: "Well, this sucks."
I'm trapped in a wintery, snowy wasteland.
Help help! I'm being repressed!
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Oh I can SOOOO relate!!! I'm not quite sure yet if boys are better than girls, but man, been there! We didn't let our daughter have a phone until she was 18 and could buy it on her own. She promptly went and bought one, but we didn't let her take it to school. It was still an issue, and it drives me nuts. My senior son has one he shares with an older sister for job communication. He's decided he now has to take it to school because of yearbook (long story). Can we just string them all up and be done until they turn 25????
Hope you have a better day.
Last night I had a dream that we were dropping Emily off at BYU. =Þ
It makes perfect sense to me why people married so young in the past centuries. The parents figured "Hey, you know everything? Cool. Get on out there while you know it all. Byyyyeeee!!!" =D
Thing is, my kids are really good kids. They don't drink, smoke, dress immodestly or sleep around. They don't watch R rated movies and don't play M rated video games. But my gosh they've been driving me bananas lately.
Man. Wouldn't it be great to have them turn into wonderful 25 year olds? =D
Hope you have a non-frustrating day too. =)
wow. such a different situation from when i was 17 i don't even know how to process it.
In what respect were they different, Jason?
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