Breathe, breathe, focus and breathe...
I never had much faith in Lamaze. I actually never took a class, but am now wondering if I could get in on one.
No, I'm not pregnant.
I am, however, the parent of a teenage daughter. I knew this day was coming but never really thought it would get here. I mean, the rapture is coming and some lucky generation will get out of parenting teens. I kinda thought that would be me. Turns out I was wrong.
I mentioned that we had the bloggers picnic here over the weekend. It was fun, it was fabulous, and I nearly didn't live through the night prior to attend the event myself.
Breathe, breathe, focus...
Our daughter has a boyfriend. I'm aware of this fact because he calls umpteen times per evening. The teenager hides herself in her bedroom and doesn't emerge for quite a while. If the phone rings again she picks it up on the half-ring before we can register what happened. We're aware of his existence, know where he lives and know various other pieces of information that parents can scope out on potential daughter-nappers.
And we've come to terms with this because it's like a blogger friend. He's real in an imaginary sort of way. Only he threatened to come to life and we werent' so okay with that. Becky asked if he could come over on Saturday because she'd be so bored with mom's friends with kids who were too small to play with.
ACK!!!! SPAZ!!!!! FREAK!!!!!
Breathe slowly, inhale deeply...
After giving the you won't be locking yourself in your room speech (which garnered much shock, horror and eye rolling) and advising that she'd be totally in plain view at all times, I couldn't think of any other reasons why the imaginary boyfriend couldn't materialize. Drat. How to explain to a teenager that she can't have a boyfriend over because it'll age her parents way too fast?
I decided that it was part of growing up and I could possibly bring myself to live through the event with a whole lotta denial, but daddy was not so okay with it. I saw a look of sheer terror in his eyes when he heard what was planning to go down. I think he realized the same thing that I did though. We've got no good reason to say no. Double drat.
Focus, find a happy place...
We were saved by his parents though. He had family plans that he didn't know about and wasn't able to come. I suspect that they had no plans. Which makes me really love his parents.
We dodged that one. This time.