Turning the tables on a kid who’s spent most of his life (I am being intentionally ambiguous here so neither of my kids feels neglected) creating embarrassing situations is refreshing. We went out of town for a few days, leaving our college-aged son home, after specifically asking him not to have guests over. He was certainly old enough to be responsible, for what that’s worth, but we just didn’t want to deal with any problems on our return.
Needless to say, he had friends over. I probably would have never known, had one of his lady-friends not gone to the freezer for ice. I got this phone call.
Him: “Mom, what in the world are that frozen bat and squirrel doing in the freezer?”
Me: “Oh, I forgot I put those in there. Just leave them alone. They aren’t hurting a thing.”
Him: “But why are they in there?”
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