My new title: Mom, Life ruiner and Everything Wrecker.
1. The boys are at their fathers for their annual six-week summer stay. This is a long time to be apart so we send a lot of text messages back and forth. Nick informed me on Monday that his friend D had gotten them tickets to OzzFest. I have some serious concerns about letting him attending this concert. This has led to some serious tegging (text begging).
I told him on Monday that I was still thinking through my answer. He sent me a message saying,
“If you don’t let me go my life will be ruined!”
We went back and forth until he decided I wasn’t falling for “the rest of my life will be spent trying to recover this horrible loss”. I still have not made up my mind.
2. Because of money issues I just scheduled the boys return flight on Tuesday. I found a fairly affordable flight on August 16th. That gives the boys a couple of weeks to get back into the routine of things. That will work fine for everyone, or so I thought. Nick called me all worked up last night.
N-“Don’t tell me we aren’t coming home until the 16th!?” he said.
M-“OK” I replied.
N-“Moooom, I want to come home earlier!! I have a birthday partly on the 12th!”
M-“Well I guess you forgot to tell me about it and the ticket is already booked.”
N- “ YOU WRECK EVERYTHING!”
That little shit sure knows how to make me feel bad. To cheer myself up I am going out for some really good sushi tonight!
1 comment:
Well, you wouldn't be a mom if you didn't wreck everything. I know, cuz I wreck everything to. Oh and, she'll never get a boyfriend because I won't let her wear the my-twelve-year-old-butt-looks-cute clothes.
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