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<blockquote data-quote="slsh" data-source="post: 481629" data-attributes="member: 8"><p>I'm losing it, I swear. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite2" alt=";)" title="Wink ;)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=";)" /></p><p></p><p>Weeburt never leaves home except for school. Most of his days are spent in his room, on his computer. He'll be 17 soon - it's not a battle I will fight anymore. He's carrying a wicked school load (3 AP classes as a junior), gets good grades, is uncommonly pleasant and cooperative for a teen boy. So... okay.</p><p></p><p>Phone rings at 11:30 this morning. Unfamiliar name and number. I was in a decent mood so decided to answer so caller would know they had wrong number. </p><p></p><p>Me: Hello?</p><p>Caller: Hi Mom.</p><p>Me: (quick mental roll call - Wee is upstairs, thank you is downstairs, and Boo is right in front of me) Uhhh.... I'm pretty sure you're not my son.</p><p>Caller: It's me, Mom. *Weeburt*.</p><p></p><p>Long pause from me, trying to figure out why on earth Weeburt is out of the house, how he left, where he was, and then a split-second of joy that he actually *had* left the house.... then the realization dawned. Enter tear-inducing laughter.</p><p></p><p>His AP Chem class has extra credit Sundays a couple times a quarter. I had gotten him up at 8:30. Hugged him. Was fully aware that husband drove him up to school. Knew that he was going to have to be picked up - usually at noon, but they got out early today.</p><p></p><p>Sigh.... just another horrific blunder on my part that I will never live down. "Uhhh... I'm pretty sure you're not my son." Seriously????? How's that for building a kid's self-esteem? <img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/Graemlins/1010hammer.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":hammer:" title="hammer :hammer:" data-shortname=":hammer:" /></p><p></p><p>Fortunately, Weeburt has a very dark sense of humor and didn't take it too personally.</p><p></p><p>Like I said, I'm losing it. <img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/Graemlins/rofl.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":rofl:" title="rofl :rofl:" data-shortname=":rofl:" /></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="slsh, post: 481629, member: 8"] I'm losing it, I swear. :winking: Weeburt never leaves home except for school. Most of his days are spent in his room, on his computer. He'll be 17 soon - it's not a battle I will fight anymore. He's carrying a wicked school load (3 AP classes as a junior), gets good grades, is uncommonly pleasant and cooperative for a teen boy. So... okay. Phone rings at 11:30 this morning. Unfamiliar name and number. I was in a decent mood so decided to answer so caller would know they had wrong number. Me: Hello? Caller: Hi Mom. Me: (quick mental roll call - Wee is upstairs, thank you is downstairs, and Boo is right in front of me) Uhhh.... I'm pretty sure you're not my son. Caller: It's me, Mom. *Weeburt*. Long pause from me, trying to figure out why on earth Weeburt is out of the house, how he left, where he was, and then a split-second of joy that he actually *had* left the house.... then the realization dawned. Enter tear-inducing laughter. His AP Chem class has extra credit Sundays a couple times a quarter. I had gotten him up at 8:30. Hugged him. Was fully aware that husband drove him up to school. Knew that he was going to have to be picked up - usually at noon, but they got out early today. Sigh.... just another horrific blunder on my part that I will never live down. "Uhhh... I'm pretty sure you're not my son." Seriously????? How's that for building a kid's self-esteem? :hammer: Fortunately, Weeburt has a very dark sense of humor and didn't take it too personally. Like I said, I'm losing it. :rofl: [/QUOTE]
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