Posted by JCE
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Love really is a battlefield, especially when it comes to raising teenagers.
Last Thursday night I went out. That's right - OUT. Alone no less!! My son (age 13) was with his dad and my daughter (age 19) was working. I felt my bases had been covered since I had informed my daughter where I would be going. Heck, I even invited her to go with me but she had to work. Well, she had slept since that conversation so no recollection of this existed in her mind. While I was out I receive a call from her:
Child: Where are you?
Me: Out
Child: Out where? What do you mean "out"? Who are you with?
Me: I am at the music thing I told you about and I am alone.
Child: When are you coming home?
Me: Soon. Why?
Child: It is late.
Me: It is 11:00.
Child: Yeah - late.
Me: I will be home soon. Are you hungry?
Child: Yeah. Can you stop and pick me up so we can get something to eat? Some of us have to work, you know. I didn't have time to eat dinner.
Me: Uh huh. Sure.
Thinking this was the end of it, I was surprised when my daughter brought the incident back up Saturday night:
Child: By the way, next time you decide to go out, could you please let someone know?
Me: I did let you know.
Child: I forgot. You should have called and reminded me. I had to call your sister.
Me: She lives 5 hours away. Why would she know where I was on a Thursday night? What did she tell you?
Child: That my mother is a grown up and is entitled to go out occasionally.
Me: Yes, that is true.
Child: Well, you still should have reminded me.
Me: Like you do?
Child: That's different! I am over 18 and almost out of the house!
(The look on my face told her where she had gone wrong, but I stated the obvious anyway.)
Me: I am over 18 too. And this IS my house. I can leave if I want.
She sheepishly conceded the point as my eyes rolled back.
So, do I ground myself or what?
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