Wait. All this was for a 3 day trip? Drink lots of chamomile tea and take it easy. He'll be fine. Now the fate of Las Angeles might be a different story!
You aren't the first mom to cave, Elizabeth, and you won't be the last. And one day your boy is going to cave, too, and Grandma Elizabeth is going to snicker.
You all are too funny! Were you all chuckling under your breath with your polite comments on my previous post?
Ah, Angie, I remember those days. When chamomile tea was all I needed to relax. Life with a teenager? Oh, the drama, the wiles, the...trust me, only copious quantites of red wine will do.
Ok - I'm back. Oh how I loved reading this. And glad you caved in -- it does sound like they have thought this thing out. (of course, I would have fainted if my kid came to me with this) But you are right - I have told my kids some stories (going to Canada alone and hitchhiking in Washington - unaware that there was a serial killer in the area at the time)and now that they are teens, I am hoping they don't remember that story!
So what I want to know is what the Teenager thought when you were out all hours of the night at ThrillerFest, surrounded by a bunch of middle-aged drunk guys?
You'd better watch it Rob. I doubt Kim Mizar-Stern thinks of herself as one of the "middle-aged drunk guys." And you don't want to piss off a Texas girl!
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Thus demonstrating that there was a part of "no" that he understood better than you ;-)
Wait. All this was for a 3 day trip? Drink lots of chamomile tea and take it easy. He'll be fine. Now the fate of Las Angeles might be a different story!
If we can survive earthquakes, floods, brush fires, gang warfare and riots, I think we can survive a 17-year-old... Oh, wait. This is Elizabeth's kid.
Thanks for the warning.
You aren't the first mom to cave, Elizabeth, and you won't be the last. And one day your boy is going to cave, too, and Grandma Elizabeth is going to snicker.
He's 17. This is a trip that he will remember forever.
Grab some scissors and cut those apron strings.
It'll do you some good to let go. It'll do him some good to see firsthand the real economy of the broken dream subclass of L.A.
But we'll tell my kids that you didn't cave, okay?
I like it, E for both you and J. You're letting him grow and showing him you trust him. I look forward to hearing about the adventure.
I'm safe. I'll be in at the Portland airport Sheraton attending the Willamette Writers Conference. Phew!
;)
You all are too funny! Were you all chuckling under your breath with your polite comments on my previous post?
Ah, Angie, I remember those days. When chamomile tea was all I needed to relax. Life with a teenager? Oh, the drama, the wiles, the...trust me, only copious quantites of red wine will do.
Yeah, well I figure start small. Gives you plenty of room to go up from there...
Elizabeth,
I just stopped by to say hi. I don't have kids so....
i would have let them go too -- as long as they have a dependable set of wheels. not feeling comfortable about the one they have to push.
hmmm, I'm missing something....I need to go do some reading and I'll be right back. :)
Ok - I'm back. Oh how I loved reading this. And glad you caved in -- it does sound like they have thought this thing out. (of course, I would have fainted if my kid came to me with this)
But you are right - I have told my kids some stories (going to Canada alone and hitchhiking in Washington - unaware that there was a serial killer in the area at the time)and now that they are teens, I am hoping they don't remember that story!
So what I want to know is what the Teenager thought when you were out all hours of the night at ThrillerFest, surrounded by a bunch of middle-aged drunk guys?
Maybe you SHOULD be caving... :)
aawwww--you're such a good mom!
:)
You'd better watch it Rob. I doubt Kim Mizar-Stern thinks of herself as one of the "middle-aged drunk guys." And you don't want to piss off a Texas girl!
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