She Said I'm Cool

And I had to blog about it before she changed her mind. Oldest Child is a typical teenager. She wants more than she has; nothing is good enough for her, her parents don't know anything, and we are oh, so totally embarrassing to her.

But I didn't let that deter me. I kept trying. I kept nagging. I kept inviting her friends over. And they came. Kinda like "If you build it they will come." So last week was intersession in our county. Most of the county gets a week off, some are in school half days for remediation or enrichment. I was off. OC and her peeps hung out together all week. They took turns going to different houses watching horror movies. One day they wanted to come over here, did I mind? DID I MIND??? YOU ACTUALLY WANT YOUR FRIENDS IN THE SAME HOUSE AS ME??? OF COURSE I DON'T MIND! So I did what any normal mother would do in such an instance. I went and picked up Taco Bell for everyone. Feed them, they have to come back, right?

Right! Friday was cold, rainy, dreary, yucky. They wanted to come over and watch a movie. Not sure if it had more to do with the fact that they liked our house or the fact that I was the only parent home on a Friday afternoon and having a parent home was one of the criteria for going to the house. Either way, they came back. And I just happened to be baking brownies. They were to take to the Nascar race, but how do they know I don't bake brownies every Friday afternoon. I'm sure if you look hard enough and long enough, you will see the pearls and heels I wear every time I enter the kitchen...just like June Cleaver. Anyway, I digress. The first batch of brownies went to the kids and I baked another batch for the race.

Then the leader of her Thursday Night Bible Study group called and asked could we meet at our house on Thursday and have a fire in the fire pit and roast hot dogs and make s'mores. Am I hearing things?? MORE friends want to come over to our house and hang out?? I must have died and gone to Heaven and haven't realized it yet. OF COURSE you can come over and meet at our house Thursday night. Usually they meet at the leader's house and I take OC there, kill an hour and a half at the public library because it is too far to drive to come back and then go pick her up, and we usually get home about 9:45. OF COURSE you can meet at our house where I don't have to drive anywhere!

So as I was showing them where everything was before I came in the house to leave them to their meeting, OC came up to me, (don't tell anyone, but she) kissed me on the cheek, and told me that DH and I were actually COOL PARENTS. She never realized it until last week, but we really are fun. The scene from Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer where he leaps through the air when he finds out Clairece thinks he's cute..."I'm cute...I'm cute...SHE THINKS I'M CUTE" - immediately popped in my brain.

WE'RE COOL. WE'RE COOL. SHE THINKS WE'RE COOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!