In Which My Daughter and Her Friends Still Think I’m Cool.

Last Thursday marked one of the last full school days for my children’s school. This is the time when the kids party like it 2099, including, bounce houses, picnics, playgrounds, candy… and for us, unfortuanately, rain. Both of my girls’ outdoor picnics got rained out, but the fun didn’t totally halt! They moved inside.
So, the teacher did an amazing job of talking up the move, and making the kids feel like it would be “way better” to have it indoors! She really is a genius. Anyway, we served the yummy hotdogs, slaw and baked beans from the cafeteria, and gathered around “picnic blankets” in the classroom.
After I served, I walked into the classroom, and eyed the table where the teachers and a few parents were sitting, as well as HipChick and her friends gathered on the floor. I weighed the options; should I join the adults or crash their party? I decided that there may not be many more years in which she will tolerate my presence with a group of friends, so I plopped on the floor with them!
As we sat and talked, and I threatened to embarrass HipChick, the girls were openly sharing with me their plans and hopes for the summer, funny times from the previous year, jokes, and laughter.One of them even asked if I would sing (which I didn’t, lol), but it was so sweet! I glanced over to HipChick a few times, and saw her smiling widely. I even caught a look that I’m positive said, “I’m proud that you’re my mom.”
That day, I reveled in the fact that I was proud of her, too. I love the friends she has chosen the girl she has become! Now let’s hold on to this utopia through the teen years, eh?
Even so, I have never presented myself as solely my kids’ “friend.” I have high expectations for my kids as far as behavior and attitude, and try to hold them responsible for their actions. By no means am I a perfect parent, but over the long run, I think we’re doing pretty well. I want to encourage other parents out there that you don’t have to be you child’s BFF to get them to like you. Give them guidance and discipline, but don’t forget to laugh hysterically as well!
Do you have any tips or stories about relating to your kids?

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Comments

  1. What an awesome story! My oldest child (a girl) just completed 6th grade and I am well aware of the possibility that, at some time in the near future, she may decide that she doesn’t have parents anymore, I will be a total embarrassment, and be denied (in her mind) the right to exist in public. So, since 4th grade, I’ve asked her “permission” for things such as chaperoning field trips and dances, special assemblies, and volunteering to help at lunch time. (There are no options on Awards Day!) Even though I don’t want her to say “NO” I have TRULY given her the permission to say it. As a result, she feels free to share with me, in a respectful manner, what her fears and apprehensions are and, up to now, we’ve always been able to come to an agreement that allows me to still attend the event and be a part of these fun things but not crowd her space or embarrass her. For example, in order to chaperone a dance, I not supposed to dance in the middle of the floor with the kids and I’m not supposed to “hang out” with them and listen to their conversation. It worked fine- I went, enjoyed talking to the other parents, essentially pretended like she wasn’t my kid (even though she spent quite a bit of time coming over to check in with me on her own) and we were all happy.