Looking at my title, you're probably wondering if I'm going to be diatribing about my daughter and her phone issues again? My answer is "you betcha"! Funniest thing of all is that her initials really are ET!
The 'ol pink phone is back in it's happy little resting place (her pink backpack) gathering dust. Sounds good, huh? Leave it to Mom to ask for Child's assistance in getting some needed info. Info that might need to be obtained by *gulp* phone....
Mother: "I think that we are going to cook on the grill this weekend when your Friend comes over . Can you please ask him if he's a hot dog, brat, or burger guy?"
Child: "hmmmmmmmm"
Mother: "You are kind of the co-hostess of this whole shebang, and I need to know what to have on hand: help is needed!"
Child: "hmmmmmmpppppp"
Mother: "Can you please ask him when you see him during 4th hour?"
Child: "hmmmmppppsure"
(A day passes, and Mother decides to "check in" with Child to see if the necessary info has been gathered)
Mother: "Well, what did you find out?"
Child: "Huh?"
Mother: "Dinner on Sunday! What did you find out?"
Child: "hmmmpppp"
Mother: "You didn't ask, did you?"
Child: "hmmmpppppno!"
Mother: (going out on a limb) "Are you planning on calling him to ask, since you can't find the time at school?"
Child: (rage and panic erupt on hearing the dreaded word, phone): "nooooooooo! Just buy some stuff! You never ask anyone else who is coming what they like!"
Mother: (taking a deep breath, and using the meditative mantra mentioned in previous post) "Actually, I always check with people that we have over as to their food preferences (sigh)....."
(Child is not impressed, nor is moved to help the cause at hand. Mother realizes that she will probably need to concede on this one.)
Mother: "Do you think that you could e-mail his Mom and ask ("Friend's Mom" is a very understanding person, having once been 12 herself)?"
Child: "Yeah, probably."
Planning to bring a picnic on the outing the four of us are planning on going on, I needed to know the "sandwich preferences" of Child's Friend. Luckily, his Stepfather happened to be hanging in my backyard with me, and I was able to get the info from him. I knew well enough that the info would not be provided by Child....
When we all do get together this weekend, Child has made it clear that she wants time and space to talk/hang with her Friend. I'm guessing that she'll probably talk/laugh non-stop for the whole time. I'll probably have her bring along the pink phone, and if things get too loud, I'll call her at that number: that'll stop her from talking!
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