Posted on 11/12/2005. Filed under: Kids, Life in General | Tags: , , |

I started an interesting adventure yesterday afternoon.  My 16 year old daughter was having a sleepover and I was playing designated taxi for the teens that were coming who didn’t have cars of their own.  At one point I was picking up these two boys, one 18 and one who is 20 and they started talking about how I’m a MILF… scary… I have a son the same age as the younger one.  Sure it’s flattering knowing that someone young thinks you’re hot, but it was still disturbing.

All in all the sleepover was pretty easy to handle.  Fortunately they were all only interested in watching movies, listening to music and eating junk food.  One kid’s mom kept calling every half hour to check on her… Um, hello? If you’re unsure of your child being at someone’s house, go over and see how things are or don’t have them go.

I’ve always been pretty comfortable with my daughter and her choice of friends.  They all look a little different, but then I have some clothes from hot topic too.  They have quite a few more piercings than I do, or they have one or two piercings that are gauged.

You can’t judge what kind of people they are by the way they dress… my daughter was wearing her usual of trip pants, a tank top, her pink and black converses and slightly creepy eye makeup a few weeks ago… We were on the way to her school and we passed an accident that had just occured.  She noticed that the person who was helping one of the drivers wasn’t stabilizing the lady’s neck (the woman had hit her head on the windshield and the driver’s side window).  My daughter insisted we stop so she could help the woman.  While my daughter stabilized the woman’s neck I wound up getting a blanket from someone at the scene and put it over the woman since it was cold that morning.  My daughter made sure no one tried moving the woman from the car until the paramedics arrived at the scene and took over.  Then she went to sit with me and try calm the woman’s daughter while we waited for her father to get there.  It’s great knowing that my daughter cares enough about other people to want to help like that.  Yeah, I’m proud of her.  The paramedics and police officers thanked my daughter for what she did and one of them told her she liked her makeup *grins*


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