The 15 year old has “informed” me:
Apparently, the next week and a half all teens are on vacation and believe that they are exempt from various nuisances such as cleaning their rooms, lifting a finger to help out around the house and should be pampered and chauffeured to and from the mall, the salon, friend’s houses and movie theater to name just a few locations.
Huh. How ’bout them apples?
I must have missed the memo, Darling. I’ll be sure to alert the masses as things have obviously changed since I was your age.
So Parents, I pass this Breaking News on to you in case this didn’t come explained completely in the school newsletter that was sent out nor the magical baby manual they gave us all when we left the hospital. I missed it myself.
Ok. It’s quite obvious, this young individual is living in a fantasy bubble of immense proportion. Wishing, for a moment, to float with her in this…utopia, I asked a simple question:
“What if I decided to go on break myself from such heinous acts of housework including the labor of laundry, vacuuming and wiping/cleaning/dusting every room of our home, and driving everyone back and forth to soccer, baseball, friends houses…? Cooking your meals, grocery shopping, working to pay for the house over your head… Where is my “spring break?” ”
The response:
“I guess you should have thought about that before you had all of us.”
Huh. Well then.
Let’s stop and marinate in this for a moment.
I don’t know about YOU but one thing that I am certain of is that I would never have said that to my mother because I always preferred my teeth IN my mouth. I have begun to contemplate reversing my parenting style from the no hitting approach to a more suitable, Mom-is-about-to-open-up-a-can-of-serious-whip-ass.
Since I was rudely popped out of my utopia bubble, my imagination is running wild with nearly all 1000 options of how this child’s vacation, which JUST started today, shall be affected by that statement. It is my hope that hormones can be blamed for this blazing brain fart and that this child was completely out of her mind at the time of this… revelation.
As for the rest of you, consider yourselves advised and have a wonderful weekend regardless of what you celebrate. For those of you who already received this Breaking News Report prior to this notice, I’d love to read your reaction. After all, some time just opened up for me later today since one thing I am certain of is some of the items on my to-do list have been transferred to a certain someone else’s.
Either that or I may be putting up a third child up for Adoption and unlike what was mentioned in this post, I know all the specs on this child.
Barefoot but in Stilettos 