Abbey
Spork Queen
All around, he is a pretty good kid. BUT, and this is a BIG but, he is not dealing with reality. He is almost 19. He has known for nearly 2 years that we are moving...in 3 days.
We have counseled him on every aspect of life. For example: Do you know you will not have a car to drive in 3 days? You have made no attempt to find a place to live? You wear $70 T-shirts and $100+ shoes (many pairs), spend endless money on the current obsessive girlfriend, yet you have no money to move out and go to college. (You don't know how anti-establishment this is to husband and I.)
To his credit, he does work a lot, but blows all his money. He wanted us to cosign for a loan for a car. Yeah...I don't exactly think we'd be an asset at this point.
husband took him shopping for cars yesterday at the REALLY low-rent places. It was a good reality check for him.
In addition, he wants to live by girlfriend nearly 40 minutes from the campus. Ummm...how are you going to get to classes??? He won't do dorm even though it's basically free, won't room with someone down there where he can bike to work...he's ended up being a spoiled brat. Those hard experiences are what make friends and make you stronger.
I woke him up at 8am this morning and he was totally PO'd. He never says anything...just sulks. Heck, I was up at 4am PACKING and CLEANING, then went to work for 7 hours.
I told him that my daughter, who is a senior in college, called me last night as she made a casserole. There was a problem. When she took it out of the oven she couldn't find the ONE large spoon she had in her college house. Well, she digs around and finds that she accidently left the spoon IN the casserole while it baked. Can I eat this? Of course! She was just happy that she had food and her spoon.
The point of the story is that these are life experiences. You live with a lot less and hopefully learn a lot more along the way. She only has ONE spoon, but is happy and has made many great friends along the way. easy child is not getting that.
He had one chore yesterday as I knew it was a long day for him. Take out the trash. This is not a time where we can have huge amounts of trash around. He strolled in about midnight and I reminded him. Did it happen? Nope. I'm running out to the street with 3 cans of trash and many trashed boxes at 5am in my jammies when I hear them coming around. I knock loudly on his door, "JARED, JARED...HELP ME WITH THE TRASH!!! RIGHT NOW!!!" I hear an 'ummmm.' Never came out.
Well, the gravy train is over in 3 days. Cell phone is off, no car, no insurance, no Mike living at my house, no texting, no computer, no living in this house. Done. Last out of the nest.
Ok. I'm done venting. (I'm trying to find my corner now.)
Abbey
We have counseled him on every aspect of life. For example: Do you know you will not have a car to drive in 3 days? You have made no attempt to find a place to live? You wear $70 T-shirts and $100+ shoes (many pairs), spend endless money on the current obsessive girlfriend, yet you have no money to move out and go to college. (You don't know how anti-establishment this is to husband and I.)
To his credit, he does work a lot, but blows all his money. He wanted us to cosign for a loan for a car. Yeah...I don't exactly think we'd be an asset at this point.
husband took him shopping for cars yesterday at the REALLY low-rent places. It was a good reality check for him.
In addition, he wants to live by girlfriend nearly 40 minutes from the campus. Ummm...how are you going to get to classes??? He won't do dorm even though it's basically free, won't room with someone down there where he can bike to work...he's ended up being a spoiled brat. Those hard experiences are what make friends and make you stronger.
I woke him up at 8am this morning and he was totally PO'd. He never says anything...just sulks. Heck, I was up at 4am PACKING and CLEANING, then went to work for 7 hours.
I told him that my daughter, who is a senior in college, called me last night as she made a casserole. There was a problem. When she took it out of the oven she couldn't find the ONE large spoon she had in her college house. Well, she digs around and finds that she accidently left the spoon IN the casserole while it baked. Can I eat this? Of course! She was just happy that she had food and her spoon.
The point of the story is that these are life experiences. You live with a lot less and hopefully learn a lot more along the way. She only has ONE spoon, but is happy and has made many great friends along the way. easy child is not getting that.
He had one chore yesterday as I knew it was a long day for him. Take out the trash. This is not a time where we can have huge amounts of trash around. He strolled in about midnight and I reminded him. Did it happen? Nope. I'm running out to the street with 3 cans of trash and many trashed boxes at 5am in my jammies when I hear them coming around. I knock loudly on his door, "JARED, JARED...HELP ME WITH THE TRASH!!! RIGHT NOW!!!" I hear an 'ummmm.' Never came out.
Well, the gravy train is over in 3 days. Cell phone is off, no car, no insurance, no Mike living at my house, no texting, no computer, no living in this house. Done. Last out of the nest.
Ok. I'm done venting. (I'm trying to find my corner now.)
Abbey