Lil’ Miss is grounded for the first time this summer. This is actually pretty good, considering that Lil’ Miss is usually grounded at least one week out of every month. Anyway, she’s upset because school starts on the 28th and she can’t enjoy the rest of her summer. How does she show her displeasure? By making the rest of us miserable, of course!
It’s pretty funny what she did to get grounded in the first place (funny now that it’s over and all is well, I should say). She pulled one of those tricks where she tells me she’s going to be one place then tells the other place that I said she could go somewhere else. Now, if she wasn’t normally sneaky and if anyone still trusted her then this may have worked. But too bad for her she’s always scheming and getting busted, so we’re ready for her. Ha! Anyway, she went to our friends’ house to stay for the weekend. Said friend invited Lil’ Miss up because she wanted to spend time with her before summer was over. Well, Lil’ Miss decided she wanted to be with her little man and told our friend’s husband that I said it was ok. Then she called little man’s mother and asked could she pick her up, telling once again that I said it was ok. The thing is, no one called me and I hadn’t said it was ok. So, when my friend found out she called me right away to see if I’d given permission. It was downhill for Lil’ Miss after that. It happened so fast that she hadn’t even stepped out of little man’s mom’s car when we pulled up to bring the sneaky little minx home. Poor, poor child can’t even pull something like that off properly.
Then it seems that she told her little man’s mama that our friend was mean to her. Yeah, she was a little because Lil’ Miss got in her purse and used her cell phone without permission. Said friend gave her a lecture and told her she wasn’t allowed to use the cell phone at all. Fucking terrible, I know. I couldn’t believe it either. Guess Lil’ Miss’ sense of entitlement is getting stronger. It’s not just me that owes her, it’s our friends too. I had to tell little man’s mama that Lil’ Miss is full of shit and that she’s just trying to gain allies. Sneaky, sneaky. Then I grounded her in front of everyone so that little man and his entire family would know that Lil’ Miss won’t be allowed on the phone.
I caught her talking to him that night- after we all went to sleep. Please keep in mind that we don’t have long distance so she couldn’t have called him. I told him he just bought her another week on punishment. The next night was the same thing. I told her that she’s going to make her school year miserable for sure.
Anyway, she’s been begging me to allow her on the computer at least. She’s terribly bored she tells me. “Um, you should be. This is jail. Your a prisoner and you should be thankful I allow you to watch t.v.” (I do because I want her out of my hair and every channel we have unlocked is boring…hahahaha!). Then she storms upstairs and slams some doors. She has tried every trick in the book to get me to allow her off punishment. She comes and cuddles, telling me what a wonderful mom I am- the proceeds to tell me I’m mean when I tell her “no, you can’t call him”. She cleans the kitchen very nicely- then hollers when I tell her “no, you can’t send an email”. She even started the laundry, but wouldn’t finish because I’m sticking by my guns.
Some of you may think that this would drive me crazy. It doesn’t. I find it very amusing. Honestly, I’d rather her be slamming doors than running away or just flat out ignoring me. I’ve seen teenagers treat their parents like they were nothing. At least Lil’ Miss hasn’t gotten to the point where I’m calling the police on her. This leads me to believe that it’s all a phase and she’ll end up ok afterall. She doesn’t do drugs or drink and she never, ever cusses at me. This is all good stuff (considering the culture we’re living in now where teenagers are allowed to treat their parents like shit). And I’m glad for the tantrums because they happen here and in a controlled kind of way. Just a couple more years and it’ll all be done and we can have a good adult mother/daughter relationship. I’m really looking forward to that.
What I’m not looking forward to is going through the terrible teens all over again in 11 years. I have a nagging suspicion that Baby too is going to be hard headed and frustrating. I see many a door getting slammed by her too. At least I have some time to get ready for it.:)
The Terrible Teens
Lil’ Miss is grounded for the first time this summer. This is actually pretty good, considering that Lil’ Miss is usually grounded at least one week out of every month. Anyway, she’s upset because school starts on the 28th and she can’t enjoy the rest of her summer. How does she show her displeasure? By making the rest of us miserable, of course!
It’s pretty funny what she did to get grounded in the first place (funny now that it’s over and all is well, I should say). She pulled one of those tricks where she tells me she’s going to be one place then tells the other place that I said she could go somewhere else. Now, if she wasn’t normally sneaky and if anyone still trusted her then this may have worked. But too bad for her she’s always scheming and getting busted, so we’re ready for her. Ha! Anyway, she went to our friends’ house to stay for the weekend. Said friend invited Lil’ Miss up because she wanted to spend time with her before summer was over. Well, Lil’ Miss decided she wanted to be with her little man and told our friend’s husband that I said it was ok. Then she called little man’s mother and asked could she pick her up, telling once again that I said it was ok. The thing is, no one called me and I hadn’t said it was ok. So, when my friend found out she called me right away to see if I’d given permission. It was downhill for Lil’ Miss after that. It happened so fast that she hadn’t even stepped out of little man’s mom’s car when we pulled up to bring the sneaky little minx home. Poor, poor child can’t even pull something like that off properly.
Then it seems that she told her little man’s mama that our friend was mean to her. Yeah, she was a little because Lil’ Miss got in her purse and used her cell phone without permission. Said friend gave her a lecture and told her she wasn’t allowed to use the cell phone at all. Fucking terrible, I know. I couldn’t believe it either. Guess Lil’ Miss’ sense of entitlement is getting stronger. It’s not just me that owes her, it’s our friends too. I had to tell little man’s mama that Lil’ Miss is full of shit and that she’s just trying to gain allies. Sneaky, sneaky. Then I grounded her in front of everyone so that little man and his entire family would know that Lil’ Miss won’t be allowed on the phone.
I caught her talking to him that night- after we all went to sleep. Please keep in mind that we don’t have long distance so she couldn’t have called him. I told him he just bought her another week on punishment. The next night was the same thing. I told her that she’s going to make her school year miserable for sure.
Anyway, she’s been begging me to allow her on the computer at least. She’s terribly bored she tells me. “Um, you should be. This is jail. Your a prisoner and you should be thankful I allow you to watch t.v.” (I do because I want her out of my hair and every channel we have unlocked is boring…hahahaha!). Then she storms upstairs and slams some doors. She has tried every trick in the book to get me to allow her off punishment. She comes and cuddles, telling me what a wonderful mom I am- the proceeds to tell me I’m mean when I tell her “no, you can’t call him”. She cleans the kitchen very nicely- then hollers when I tell her “no, you can’t send an email”. She even started the laundry, but wouldn’t finish because I’m sticking by my guns.
Some of you may think that this would drive me crazy. It doesn’t. I find it very amusing. Honestly, I’d rather her be slamming doors than running away or just flat out ignoring me. I’ve seen teenagers treat their parents like they were nothing. At least Lil’ Miss hasn’t gotten to the point where I’m calling the police on her. This leads me to believe that it’s all a phase and she’ll end up ok afterall. She doesn’t do drugs or drink and she never, ever cusses at me. This is all good stuff (considering the culture we’re living in now where teenagers are allowed to treat their parents like shit). And I’m glad for the tantrums because they happen here and in a controlled kind of way. Just a couple more years and it’ll all be done and we can have a good adult mother/daughter relationship. I’m really looking forward to that.
What I’m not looking forward to is going through the terrible teens all over again in 11 years. I have a nagging suspicion that Baby too is going to be hard headed and frustrating. I see many a door getting slammed by her too. At least I have some time to get ready for it.:)
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