May 8, 2013

I hope I don't make a habit of not blogging each weekend. I've got a lot of responsibilities this month to accomplish. So bare with me.
Well I'm back to the cool mom. Go figure! Make up your mind child. I give my permission for her to see her boyfriend for a few hours a weekend. Only catch is it's with supervision of my choosing.
This last weekend our family held a yard sale. Everyone had to help. Meaning her BF had to come to our house if they were going to see each other. Since I had already spent time being myself around him he knew what he was in for.
Surprisingly his parents allowed him to come too. It was a busy day and it seemed to work out well.
I would have never trusted my parents to be around my boyfriends. I never once would have asked if he could come over and be around my family. Many reasons. First over 6 people in a house at all times was hard enough but when the rest came home I'd be embarassed. I was raised in a large family that always had someone throwing punches or unkind words. Don't get me wrong, we loved each other just not all the time. The fact that I had 7 brothers and 2 sisters and me being the 4th child meant a lot of protection. I would have been EMBARASSED! To say the least. My other reason for not trusting my parents to allow me to was the fact that I didn't trust them. I was raised in an LDS family with standards that I didn't (at the time) agree with and believe were in my best interest. Go figure, a kid not believing rules were in their best interest. So when I told my daughter that she can only follow my rules if she's allowed to see her BF well I'm impressed with myself. She trusts me and apparently loves me enough to do just that trust me.
So I sat with them on the couch as I watched a show about BTK killer and the surviving family members. While they teased each other, talked and, yes, kissed. Don't think I wasn't monitoring the kissing. You betcha I was. But they're comfortable enough to kiss in front of me. I see this as progress. I not once kissed anyone in front of my parents until I was married. I didn't need to be judged or made fun of by my siblings either.
So I may not agree with them beginning a relationship so young in age but at least they show respect and love to each other and don't mind me anymore. We'll see how far their relationship will go.