My teenage girls are probably like everbody else's; they never need my help until their bent over a toilet throwing up. Then they can scream "Mom" like you've never heard it before. After all, they don't want to clean it up. Last night Abby was in that situation and all I could really do for her was hold her hair back and take off her glasses.
They need me for money too. Like last night when Katie ask for $3. It wasn't much so I said sure and wasn't even going to ask why. But then something told me to ask. You should have seen her face. She sheepishly said she had to go to attendance school because she has too many tardies in first period. What?!! She knew I would scream. I told her the first day she started driving to school, and everyday thereafter, that she had to leave the house by 7:20 to find a parking spot, walk all the way in and then to class in order to be on time. But she doesn't need my advice, just my money.
They also don't need your help or advice until their room is so deep they can't find something really important or they need something to wear.
The list could go on and on. I just hope at some point in life my girls realize just how much they really need me, in good times and bad, and then aren't afraid to ask.
I'm 15 minutes late for my next student/mentor call because I've been reading your blog. Same thing happened to me earlier today reading Jan's blog. You are both great writers!
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