|Maybe we should move to the desert, where temptation is nil.|
And that means they're probably going to start trying out a lot more dangerous stuff than just getting into the whipped cream in the fridge.
Like maybe they'll decide to come home from a sleepover, drop their bag by the door and then leave again without leaving a note. And not come back for two hours.
Now is the time when all that talk about raising a revolutionary and encouraging rebellion comes home to roost. I want her to question the norms, but also to tell me where she's going to be. I want her to be fearless, but not so fearless that she walks around town without anyone knowing where she's gone.
She came home from her walk around town with friends, and on top of it all, she was wearing a cropped t-shirt that had her belly hanging out. She with the streak of white blonde hair and the long legs and the pretty mouth -- a prime target for whoever to do whatever...
Of course she got a talking-to and a grounding. But somehow i know this is just the beginning of the new kind of parenting -- the kind where we don't worry about her sticking her hand on the stove, but instead worry about her going to the mall and getting recruited by bad boys to do bad stuff.
Can't we just go back to the days when paying for preschool was the toughest thing on my plate??
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