Well, to bring you up to date, our darling child called at about 10:25pm last evening to let us know, "some guy hit me" and would I come to Sonic and talk to him for her.
At first, I thought she meant some guy hit her, hit her, but she meant he hit her.... with his car! Oh great, 16 and the first accident.
All I could see was smoke shooting out of Jerry's ears and all he can think about is our insurance rates are going up.
Thank God, no one was hurt, though.
The accident was basically nothing...our car is exactly like it was when she got in it - just fine. The other guy's is scuffed, but he's being a big baby about it all. His '93 Nissan's new paint job is scuffed.
I happen to believe my child that she was in the right. Long story and not necessary. Trust me, I am not one to up and believe the tale of a teen, but I do this one.
Anyway, he filed a claim. We're contesting. Farmer's can deal with this.
Oh, and for an update on the boy/Holly story... Holly doesn't know our daughter likes said boy, but she is STILL flirting - can you believe it?? Holly should just feel the vibes of "off limits" because our kid likes the same boy.
Whew! it's exhausting!
Friday, July 18, 2008
She's Still Here (Except When She's Not)
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
There Is A Teenager In My House!
We thought 14 was tough. People said, "Oh, yes, 14 is a difficult age - just wait, it gets better." Then, she turned 15. It wasn't 14, but I am not sure "better" is the right word. Now, she's 16 - 4 months into being 16.
Oh yeah, there's drama 24-7. Highs and lows of possible relationships. It's not fair that her friends don't keep getting "hurt" and she does. But, don't try and offer a reason or solution, what could we possibly know?
Yesterday, I watched my child go from the mountain top to the valley - all because a boy she thinks she likes, according to a third party who wasn't present, told my child that he put his arm around Holly. Holly?!?
This set off a flurry of text messages trying to fish for information without giving any up.
They need the very best of cell phones to send text messages. Actually call?? Mom! No!
And do they leave voice messages if they happen to call? No, because, "they'll see I called and will call back."
So, mass quantities of tears were flowing from our daughter's bedroom. She's swearing off boys forever.
Unless.....Holly is lying....text text text......
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Labels: boys, cell phones, sixteen, teens, text