14 December 2007
Drive Time
One wants to drive. She's almost old enough for a learner's permit--a fact which she brings up in arguments pretty often. "Why can't I [insert ridiculous demand here--say, a trip to Las Vegas to hear Bowling for Soup in a car driven by a 17 year old and occupied by 18 teenagers]? Why can't I??? No FAIR!!!!! I'm almost old enough to driiiiiiiive!"......[door slam--and we all know how Mom, MOM! feels about door slams].I know it's her job to spread her wings and fly on outta Dodge, I really do. But what knucklehead made a child who can't get out of bed by herself on a school morning, who doesn't get that slamming a door is not a good persuasive tactic, who still thinks "I forgot" and "I didn't mean to" are reasonable ways to fend off consequences, almost a driver????
I want that guy to go on the Las Vegas trip and then, if he survives, to come to my house and explain himself to me. And then we'll see how good Mom, MOM! is at remembering not to slam doors.
And other stuff.
