I got one of those dreaded phone calls from my son. Him: Mom, I need to talk to you. I can't talk now, but I will call you back in a few. ( this is designed to get me to start worrying ) Me: O.K I might not answer. I am out with friends. Him: It's really important. Me: I have to go. I am out with friends. (click) ! hour later Him: They are treating me really bad mom. I need for you to call them and tell them that I can go off campus whenever I want. (there is a girl involved) Me: That is not my problem. I will not get involved. Him: Why are you such a ? Me: This conversation is over. It gets easier as time goes by + He is not standing in front of me day in and day out.