guide book? Anyone?
There has to be a guide out there for parents? Some sort of how to be a brill parent in 24 hours jobby? Because right now I think we need it. Or maybe I need it. Mammy2 appears to be taking everything in her stride.
Things to cause panic in parents/guardians
- When left alone for a night, boyfriend stays over. Breaking Rule Number 342 which CLEARLY states that when parentals are not around, boyf is not allowed within a 20 yard radius of the apartment let alone stay over.
- Late period, after telling us that yes , she did a test last week and it was positive clearly breaking Rule 32 subsection B which states she must never EVER had sex, Rule 5 which states if she is doing ’stuff’ she has to take responsibility for her actions and Rule 65 part A, which states if she does have sex, she is not to tell me. EVER.
- her thinking that maybe it wouldn’t be a bad thing if she did have a kid. * head explodes *
Before you all start congratulating us or commiserating with us, she was 2 weeks late. Granted, she was in a lot more pain then usual which makes us think chances are there was something there. * Blesses self * People wonder why we are stressed so much. I mean, what are we supposed to do? Where do you go from here? Locking her up? Beating seven shades of yer man. This would require a ladder as the fecker is over 6ft.
I must have mistaken when I thought last week that things had calmed down. I now know what to get her for her 18th. A one way trip to a convent. A chasity belt. Anything to stop her being sexually active. In her defence and I suppose this is the only thing we can say for her, is she said she did use protection. My head stopped spinning. Slightly. She’s making an appointment for the doctor and getting back on the pill pretty quick smart. From discussing it, she knows that it wouldn’t be a good thing, I explained that we are only adjusting still to having her, never mind being grandparents.
* Blesses self again *
In other news, the christmas tree is up. Yay! Mammy2 finally caved. So the apartment looks like Santy has vomited. Not at all tacky. Bit of a strange weekend. Friday night was spent doing housework and singing Bohemian Rhapsody with the kid. Hardcore. I think I’m an EMO. The kid thinks I’m sad. But yes, Friday night and I’m ironing! Mammy2 had a BatttleStar Gallatica marathon with her sister. Yes, she is that much of a nerd. The telly now display everything in greek. Don’t ask. Mammy2’s attempts to ‘tune back in’ the DVD channel. We’re getting used to it now though. And we can now talk to a greek person if they use the words brightness, volume and contrast in the conversation.
