Just Wait ‘Til My Daughter Gets Home!

Oh man I am in BIG trouble. Big. Huge. I’ve done it now.

My teenage daughter had lost the use of her cell phone (THAT’s a whole ‘nother story). But, as with many privilege-revoking consequences, I realized I really should have thought this one through. The fact is, I LIKE that she text-messages me when she gets test grades during the day or just to ask me how my day’s going. I LIKE that she can call me or text me when she’s ready to be picked up from practice or that I can text her when I pull into the school’s driveway so I don’t wait for her forever.

So, this morning when she was getting ready to leave for school, I told her she could have her phone back. I ran up to my bedroom to retrieve it from my nightstand drawer, and IT WASN’T THERE. She could see the bus coming up the hill to our house, so she had to go. I told her I’d have it for her later.

I CAN’T FIND THE STUPID THING. What in God’s name did I do with it?? Losing a teen’s cell phone? What mom worth her salt does such a thing?

Until Next Time (I’ll be praying to St. Anthony)

Joan

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