tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21077497.post7166260594624378732..comments2023-10-12T07:02:22.768-04:00Comments on The Yap: Maybe This is ItKatiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07818728328063570386noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21077497.post-11950503384730927682009-08-08T00:38:00.332-04:002009-08-08T00:38:00.332-04:00Ha ha..is it bad that I don't think I remember...Ha ha..is it bad that I don't think I remember going to that college party b/c to me..hello..that was nothing compared to what I did the other 51 weekends of the year? But I turned out okay (so far I think) in the end. But what I hear from my friends with teens (actually PRE TEENS these days) makes me positively blush...things I would never do...okay didn't do until I was married..okay engaged. Regardless, when I think about what my sister goes thru with my nephew (worrying he'll be expelled or...God..worse), it does help put things in perspective. At least I know where my kids are, and that they're safe. At least I know I can put them to bed and tomm will be a new day (even if I know it'll be more of the same). At least I'm still in control of the consequences. My nephew really has given me a whole new perspective on worries, issues, and life.Troublemaker Megnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21077497.post-29035186384339534602009-08-06T20:44:48.653-04:002009-08-06T20:44:48.653-04:00i was a homebody till I was 16 & the summer be...i was a homebody till I was 16 & the summer before I started 11th grade then i came out of myshell & came a hell raiser. My folks (your grandparents) werent that strict, just call if i was going out past 1030pm friday & Sat. 6pm weeknights. Of course the rolls are reversed now.sgtsharpnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21077497.post-90025341325760728122009-08-06T18:33:16.896-04:002009-08-06T18:33:16.896-04:00Susan,
I was always out with other high school kid...Susan,<br />I was always out with other high school kids who DID have curfews, so I was just always home before rather early (like midnight in high school!) I wasn't really ever doing the 3 a.m. stuff like you were! :)Katiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07818728328063570386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21077497.post-45672554551020387172009-08-06T18:15:24.394-04:002009-08-06T18:15:24.394-04:00Who were YOUR parents?
I had a curfew the summer...Who were YOUR parents? <br /><br />I had a curfew the summer after my freshman year in college!susannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21077497.post-42873724464128263332009-08-06T13:43:20.911-04:002009-08-06T13:43:20.911-04:00My parents were fairly strict, yet not oppressivel...My parents were fairly strict, yet not oppressively so. I had a lot of attitude, but was (for the most part; there's still talk about a "calculus incident" from high school) a good kid. <br /><br />I'm just hopeful that my kids will be nice people. That's my goal for them. In the meantime, I'm raising myself. It's miserable at times. And it amuses my parents, as it should!Stephaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02548595234318253870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21077497.post-56551552194505671642009-08-06T12:47:11.138-04:002009-08-06T12:47:11.138-04:00My parents were similar to yours; very lenient, no...My parents were similar to yours; very lenient, no curfew, very few rules. But unlike you at the same age, I lacked any sort of good judgement and was an absolute hell raiser. I got suspended from high school & spend an entire semester on disciplinary probation. HA! (My parents STILL won't laugh about it.)<br /><br />But I turned out okay anyhow.<br /><br />People I knew then are surprised to see me now; and people I know now are surprise to learn the kinds of things I did back then.Erinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05170500094049647497noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21077497.post-33331889953990773402009-08-06T09:46:58.402-04:002009-08-06T09:46:58.402-04:00Im so glad you are writing about this stuff. Very ...Im so glad you are writing about this stuff. Very thought provoking. Just now Im watching Nathan play by himself and was thinking " I should really play with him....in another 12 years he's going to tell me he hates me and roll his eyes at me. I should RELISH the time he wants to be with me."<br /><br />I was a perfect teenager too except one mistake of a boyfriend. Never drank, never ever skipped school or even got a tardy for that matter. I hope what goes around comes around (please)! My brothers on the other hand could have gotten away with just about anything-- Im not sure if its a boy vs. girl thing or oldest/first child vs. subsequent children? (Im the oldest and only girl)lisahttp://www.itsprettyok.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21077497.post-23828166409383661282009-08-06T08:53:42.162-04:002009-08-06T08:53:42.162-04:00Yeah, I definitely can't say I'm looking f...Yeah, I definitely can't say I'm looking forward to the teenage years, either. Having taught in middle and high school and FAR preferred elementary, I kind of get when people say wait until they are teenagers. At least right now, we KNOW everything, are the COOLEST, and our kids want to spend all of their time with us. <br /><br />My parents were pretty strict. I wasn't too terrible as far as teenagers go, though. They wanted to know where I was going, so I would tell them we were going one place, when we actually went 5 or something. I didn't sneak out or come home (too) late, because I didn't want to get in trouble. I did talk back and, in general, thought my parents didn't know anything.Angiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11142817054375318711noreply@blogger.com