So as I sit here in my wonderful suite thinking of what to be inspired about for this evening's blog, my thoughts are drowned out by a teenage maniac screaming from across the house how her phone is stupid and how she needs another one. I would also like to add that usually when she is complaining about her phone she is whacking it on the floor as she thinks this will make it work better.
Coincidentally, she needs another phone just in time for her birthday which is this Sunday. She will be 15 years old. I will admit that her phone is messed up and holds about a half hour charge, which is why she carries her charger with her like it's a security blanket. We all have tried to tell her that she carries it too much and that she charges it too much, but of course parents do not know anything. To try and avoid having to get her another phone I called T-mobile to try and get a new battery. I was later told that even though the phone is only about a year old, they don't sell those batteries anymore...to which I ranted that this must be how T-mobile made their money.
So last weekend we went into T-mobile to check out the phones and I made it quite clear to her that we were simply "window shopping". Immediately she walks over to the most expensive high tech phone there was. It was one that had all these great apps for internet to which she does not have access to on her phone. I told her that phone was better than mine and there was no chance of her getting that. So we looked at lower quality phones that would do the job for her and the lowest we got because she is not yet eligible for an upgrade is $90. That would be what I would have to pay to get the phone and have payments afterwards.
Something our kids do not understand is that we get them a phone mostly so we can keep in touch with them, not for their friends to HMU or as I found out this week means Hit Me Up. I get asked by my daughter if we had phones when I was her age. Hellooo how old do my kids think I am? I tell them that yes we had a house phone and we didn't have texting and if there was an emergency at school we went to the office and called our parents. Our kids would not have survived the way we did.
Ok, so back to my daughters phone... I told her that she can get through summer school with nothing less than a C and behave and she will get a phone. Let's just say her attitude lately has not even earned her a jitterbug phone much less an Optimus. She also decided to tell me today that today she turned in all her assignments that raised her grade from an F to a C+. Can I just add at this point that school barely started on Monday and already she is telling me this? Oh I need some chocolate! If we can count on anything it's that our kids will make us crazy at least once per day.
This week I have heard various things that I guess I should know I am buying her or doing for her for her birthday. I am supposedly taking her to the beach since we have not been there in three years (this is an exaggeration). I am supposedly getting her the phone even if she doesn't behave (yeah right). I have been told she has no clothes and needs to go clothes shopping (even though her whole closet is squeezed under her bed which is her attempt to clean her room). I have been told that I am getting her a Taco Bell gift card (because that would be bomb).
Honestly I don't know what I am getting her on Sunday. I know I will be sticking to my word and holding out on the phone. I know that her birthday falls on a Sunday and we will be celebrating her birthday during Sunday school. I haven't really thought about it but I guess I should. Either way, we have kids these days who don't appreciate any attempts we make to make them happy even though we try to give them better than what we had ourselves.
Perhaps a day at the beach on Sunday will be just right for her birthday. She will have a good time as they all play in the water and I can sit there lost in my thoughts, soaking up sun and using the sand as a skin exfoliator. Everyone will be happy, at least for a little while until we get in the car to come back home and her phone has lost its charge...ugh why do we even bother trying to make them happy?
The truth is she is my baby. She may have a mouth like Tony Soprano a lot of times but I am told over and over that she is my twin. We are alike in so many ways and even when are on each other's nerves we usually get over it and carry on as mother and daughter. She makes me laugh, cry, yell, smile. I can't believe that almost fifteen years ago this person was growing inside of me relying on me as she still does to take care of her. I may be annoyed with her 22 hours out of each day , but I will be eternally grateful for the daughter that I was given as a gift from above. Love you Adri.
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