Until you become an adult, you never really understand that your parents really WERE looking out for your best interests when you were a kid. As much as you thought they were unfair and totally out to ruin your life, they really did kinda know what they were doing (most of the time anyway). So I guess it’ll probably take my son another couple of decades before he realizes that playing video games in the middle of the night isn’t necessarily the best choice for a ten year old.
Yep, this is exactly what I discovered him doing a couple of weeks ago when something startled me out of my peaceful slumber at 2:30 AM. I felt like a Gremlin when my dreary eyes were blasted with the bright lights of the second floor hallway. And when I got to the stair landing, it appeared that all the kitchen lights were on downstairs as well. JUST WHAT IN THE NAME OF MY HOLY SANITY WAS GOING ON??!!
I flew down the stairs and found my sneaky little son playing video games at the bar. He nonchalantly looked over at me and gave me a nod of his head as if to say, “‘Sup?” I couldn’t believe that he seemed to have absolutely no qualms whatsoever about being busted at this God-foresaken hour of the night.
The kid actually seemed baffled that I had a beef with his crazy late-night activities. And when I tried to explain to him that his body needed sleep in order to grow, the little shit came back at me with the ol’ “But YOU always say that you don’t WANT me to get any bigger” card. Touche’, son, touche’.
I marched him back up the stairs and into bed, as I silently giggled to myself. Thank God my kids have a sense of humor! Lord knows we’re ALL gonna need one as we fumble our way through the teenage years…..