Last night, after my friend from CA called, I got out of bed and wandered into the living room to see if I could figure out what day it was. My youngest daughter was studying in the living room.
To quote Celine Dionne, it all started coming back to me…
Mom told her that she could visit her friend for a few hours as long as it didn’t interfere with her schooling. She had not come home by the time I fell asleep.
I asked her how she was doing in class.
She is two days behind in her Algebra 2 class with just four days to go!
“Then why did you spend two hours at your friend’s house?”
She said something about a stressful day…needing a break…
Let’s just say that I “addressed the issue” and went back to bed.
This morning, I woke up and again went out to find her studying in the living room. I gave her a hug and a kiss and told her that I hated to bust her chops last night…
but I had to…
It is my responsibility to train my children, not convince them to like me. I have been doing it for 22 years and I have never enjoyed it.
Then, it then dawned on me for the first time…
Being a grandparent is going to be fun! They don’t do much correcting, reproving or rebuking. They mostly just play and teach. I like both of those much better!
Yeah, this could be fun!!!
