Last week was a rough week with our teen. We love her to pieces, and, we understand that she's a teenager. We've been there, done that. It's just that we have never been on the other side. The parent side. Words were exchanged. Glances (or glares) were made. Stomping ensued. Fuses burned short. Conversations were made between friends. And, I'm not just talking on the teen end. It came from both sides.
In the end, a truce was secured - even though it came from me demanding that it all had to stop and even though the teen still did not understand our side. She had to live with our decision we were making on her life for now. Our family was not functioning well. I needed a functioning family with everything going on at this time. Peace is in the house once again.
Today I took the teen to her bass lesson. On the drive she described meeting a friend of a friend. The girl she met is the friend of her friend, who happens to be a boy. Who happens to like this girl. The teen described how the evening went. Apparently when introduced to the girl, she said, "Oh yeah. He's talked a lot about you," and then the girl turned around and walked off. She described the rest of the night as having to listen to the girl ask the boy for everything when "She has perfectly functioning legs and arms and can get these things for herself." Also, the girl seemed to be like a slug on the boy. Meaning: She never left his side.
The teen then made this face:
By this point of the conversation I just cracked up. She had me laughing so hard. I was amused by her descriptions. Honestly, I don't think I ever talked to my Mom about boys - even the boys I dated.
I was just glad that we had enough peace at the moment that she felt comfortable telling me everything. I still wonder if she's told me what she really feels about this boy? She says he's "just a friend," but who knows? (OK, I totally threw that in for the teen!)
1 comments:
That's funny! I think it's great she is talking to ya about boys even if she is in no possible way interested in them :)
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