Tonight is the homecoming dance. Since Austin is a freshman this is his very first high school dance. He has asked a girl and everything. He is rip-roaring to go.
We had a family meeting on Tuesday and we reiterated curfews. All of Lauren’s, until this year, her senior year, have been at 11:00 p.m. So we made Austin’s the same even though the dance is done at midnight.
When we wrap up a family meeting we let the kids voice how much we sucktheir opinions on what we had talked about. No one usually speaks up except Lauren. And usually she doesn’t want to but she says something to the effect that we won’t listen and then we make her say what is on her mind. Darn child will never learn .
We were very surprised when she said that she felt that our curfew for Austin was not fair. Do wha-huh!? Not what we expected at all. She felt that after watching him meld so easily and smartly into the high school culture that he should be allowed to stay til it ended. She felt that he was much smarter than her when navigating through it all and should have that privilege. I can’t say that either of us could disagree but we also wanted to give all 4 kids the same rules. But since she had a valid point and was right we are allowing Austin to stay until midnight.
But here is the kicker ~ when we told Austin he was not impressed.
“Why did you do that!?” he asked her. “Now I have to come up with one more hour of conversation with my date.”
Poor Lauren. Even when she tries to do good she still doesn’t get it right. We love her though. She tries