It’s Not All Mary Poppins

Distractions are my Life

We Parents of Teens have a Serious Discussion. About children and parenting and decision and guidance. Sitting across the dining table.

“I think what I need to do is sit down with him and point out the decisions that face him.”

“Yes, because he tends to drift, and then a decision is made by default,”

“- a result of passivity -”

” – and he doesn’t realize he’s even made a decision.”

“Exactly. He makes a decision by virtue of inaction, then sees the results as something that ‘just happen’ to him.”

(This is my sweetie and I thinking together to create solutions to a shared concern. I just love the way we work together.)

“Then I think that, having had that conversation, I’ll –” My eyes have wandered just to the left of my sweetie’s head.

“WHAT is that lump on the wall?”

He peers over at the congealed whitish lump, a good two cm in diameter, protruding from the wall by his ear. Reaches for a kleenex. It comes off the wall with an audible “SNAP”. The Serious Conversation dies, drowned by laughter.

And, no, I don’t know what the lump was.

© 2006, Mary P

December 8, 2006 Posted by | eeewww, parenting, random and odd | 10 Comments