My daughter is still here.....still alive and kicking.....was there ever a doubt? Truthfully she had me totally flipping out to the point where we were up till 12:30 and I wouldn't let her go to sleep..just in case. Besides if something was coming to get her I wanted to make certain it didn't mistake me for her....but all is well on the homefront and I seriously do not believe she will do anything like that again. She said she came across this thing on her own but if I find out someone sent it to her BEWARE of the wrath of the mother who stayed up til 1230 to make certain her daughter wasn't killed by a girl in a picture on the internet. This is why we, as parents, must monitor what our children our looking at on the internet. Speaking of....I have said before that my daughter has a FB page so do a lot of her friends and I monitor. I look at her site all the time and see whats on there and who she is talking to. I didn't take much notice to her friends list but I've noticed that a lot of her friends are people my sister worked with when she was in the restaurant biz. "Oh look...her daughter has friended me on FB. I'll accept and even though she is only 10 I'll use the F-word, and bad mouth my parents, gossip about my other friends and talk about sex with my boyfriends and others of the same sex". Now I have no problem with this at all BUT I think its a real issue that she is looking at this stuff and is privvy to some of these posts made by 18+ year olds. I didn't think that through very well. Sooooo now I play the "bad mom". I sit her down and talk to her about what is appropriate forgetting too that she is only 10 and she had a fit. I even gave her a choice......delete the adults, be friends with people your age and with family (she keeps in touch with "The Ass" and his family through FB) OR give up the FB page. FLIPPED OUT.....it was ridiculous but I guess I only have my genes to blame and I do often forget how old she is because she really is mature for 10 but she is just a kid. Today my sister informed me that she could stay friends with her whole list and I could just block posts except if someone posted on her wall. Now this seemed acceptable. I thought about it, we talked and decided that is what we would do and then I would send out a broadcast email reminder to her "grown-up" friends that she is only 10 and that if they want to talk to her they should post on her wall and she can reply. I told her she cannot go to anyone elses wall with the exception of friends her age and family and if I find out (and I will) that she has disobeyed then FB goes away until she is a teenager.
On to the boy, my son, the light of my life, the plaque in my arteries and the gray in my hair. Ah me...I love the kid but I truly believe he will be the death of me...maybe by accident....maybe in my sleep....who knows what the future holds. He is impossible to talk to....he is not an ass but he is "The Ass'" son and he definitely has "ass-like" qualities. Now I know this is bad to say of your 9 year old but I'm telling you, when I was married and "The Ass" would get mad and yell or lecture his gestures and words were very specific....its like watching a re-run but of him as a child.....and like his dad he will talk and carry on even if he knows you are not interested in what he is saying or if he knows you are not listening. He just as to get it out. EXAMPLE: when I was married there was an argument about what we were going to watch on TV...a very valid argument for two people to live together an share everying to argue about. For about 3 days straight the TV had been on sports and I am not kidding. It started Friday with a baseball game, then Saturday here was billiards, golf (all day golf), more baseball and poker, and Sunday, of course, football. Back then I wasn't much of a fan but I understand how men are about football so I watched and learned and found out I actually liked it. By Monday though I'd had enough.....I turned on Charmed, a show I like that was on for an hour. When he asked what I was doing I told him what I was doing....getting ready to watch Charmed....but the Series is on....so go down the street for an hour or wait til its over I said (probably nastier than I meant to) and suddenly the remote flew past my head and put a hole in the wall.....what are we 5? He started lecturing me on how "sharing" things went and that I needed to learn how to compromise and about that time I tuned him out and began watching my show. I think about 30 minutes into the lecture I think he realized I really wasn't listening so he left. About 10 seconds after he left I breathed a sigh a relief and my phone rang....guesses? Anyone? Yep "The Ass" and he began carrying on again so I, being the good wife and knowing he needed to "get it out", laid the phone down, put a pillow over it so I couldn't hear him and let him vent away. I finished my show. Now back to my son....he does the same thing...only he is usually talking about football or basketball or some other sport I don't care to watch or know about. He will not only tell you about plays but if you aren't listening and he sees that, he will get in front of you and act out the play just to make sure you got it, sometimes there is a quiz after, sometimes before, sometimes the plays last for minutes and can be told over and over. Children are so much fun...he knows it drives me nuts and I think that is why he does it. I love him dearly but "dink" "dink" "dink" he can push the buttons and make me a raving lunatic (according to "The Ass" that doesn't take much). Anyway my son and I are starting therapy again next week. Sadly we get in and then when things are good we quit and it just can't be like that. He (my son) and I need help communicating with each other. There is so much anger there but so much love and it so confusing for both of us.
Ahhhhhhh life such a roller coaster ride but so worth it when its all over.
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