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Darn my parents. They were right...a lot. lol.

ambrosiastorm's picture

One of my favorite lines of all time was from The Cosby Show. Vanessa had come home after being beat up at school and Mom & Dad Huxtable asked what had happened. Vanessa replied that the girls beat her up because she was rich.

In turn, Dad replies (not the exact quote), "Your Mom and I are rich. You are not rich."

Bwah-hah. I know that it was a rather dorky saying, but no matter what...it's so true. My Mom used to use versions of it all the time. Her best one was when I would say, "Stay out of my room." She'd just turn and grin and say, "Well, technically your Dad & I own that room. We just let you stay in it. If you want, we can put all of your stuff outside and then it can be 'your lawn'."

It burned me at the time. But, I saw her point years later.

There's been a few of those moments today with The Diva and she is in ramp up mode for the evening. Snow days cultivate boredom. Boredom with her leads to trying to create drama with BM and FDH.

She has been in "me, me, me...mine, mine, mine" and "there's nothing here to eat/drink/look at" mode for a few hours now. I was selfish at 17, I admit. But I did have respect for my folks. Sometimes I didn't like them very much and they made me want to spit fire -- but I didn't see the need to push them to their breaking points every time I was bored.

(They would have never let me anyway. I would have had every perk taken away and been grounded for a year.)

I think because I complained about soda yesterday, karma brought it up again to me today. lol. She was also on machine gun complaint mode: too tired to study, she doesn't like plain chips, she wanted mcdonald's, she needs a new cell phone, she hates our computer, she deserves her own car, etc.

FDH told Diva to drink something other than soda with dinner. Diva lipped at FDH that the reason she was drinking soda was because there is "nothing else to drink". (Even though the fridge is full of juice, milk and water.) FDH shrugged at me as she walked away. I jerked out the remaining bottles and put them in the garage fridge. 10 minutes later FDH returned them saying, "Let's not start anything. Ok?"

I didn't. Start anything with him that is. I will be making real sure those bottles go flat, though. }:)

I couldn't help but think that if I would have pulled that with my Dad...he would have grabbed the bottle, poured it down the sink, told me to go without a drink with dinner, and then it would be water and only water for the next 2 weeks. Biggrin

I was wondering, is that the difference now? I mean, is the way my parents taught me throughout the 80's & 90's considered 'old school'? What ever happened to respect of others?

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Rags's picture

Didn't you get the message? Kids are special because nobody walks like them, talks like them, looks like them, etc......

In the old days the only kids that were special were the ones who did something special.

Now kids are special because they just are.

Duh? :? What is wrong with you? Don't you know this already?

Wink

poisonivy's picture

Absolutely disgusting. All these kids walking around with their entitlement issues on their shoulders daring you to look at them the wrong way. When did parents become afraid to dole out REAL consequences, REAL advice, REAL guidance????? I am totally baffled by the mindset that if I give my kids everything, do everything for them and allow them to treat me like dirt, someday they will be productive members of society.

BS!

We need more Cliff and Claire Huxtables. I deal with the aftermath of the friend-parent on a daily basis and I'll tell you, it ain't pretty. When kids walk through my door I can tell just by the way they carry themselves, what type of parents they have. I can tell how well they will adjust to the college environment and how well they will be able to handle the struggles of life outside mommy and daddy's house. And the ones not unlike your SD, Ambrosia, are the ones who fail miserably.

ambrosiastorm's picture

Ivy, I totally agree with you. I wonder all of those things myself.

There are no consequences ever for the Diva. She just found out that she got accepted into a local university for next fall. It's a fair school, based on commuters, and a good stepping stone for those not sure if they are totally college material.

Instead of being thrilled that she finally got an acceptance, she has been in her room fighting with her BM on the phone for the past 45 minutes.

Why? Because she now has a list of things she doesn't want to do and doesn't feel like she has to. She also has a list of things she "wants/needs" b/c she got into a college.

I want to stand at the door and yell, "Are you kidding me?????" I finally walked upstairs and shut her door...before my ears fell off the sides of my head from massive blood flow.

She's pulled this stuff before. Every time she accomplishes something um, normal...she has a list of things she wants for doing it.

Darn kids nowadays. I should have thought of that. I would have had a TV for each corner of my room...just for learning how to write my name in cursive, take a test, take out the trash (once) and drink a glass of milk without spilling it.