Help . . .
Okay, so after telling this boy she is not really interested, my daughter is now going on her first serious date later this week. Movies and dinner on Wednesday. I am surprisingly calm about this, probably because the ground has not frozen solid enough to prevent me from digging a deep enough hole for the body. My question is this: We will be dropping her off at the theatres, and then picking her up after the night is done (afaik). How do I, in the brief period of time between her getting out of the car and the two of them entering the theatre, convey the threat of impending doom that will befall this boy should he step over the "line"?
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Merry Christmas!
Do you have an opinion of the young fellow already?
Do you trust your daughter's judgement at this point to know herself what is 'over the line'?
Why is she going out with him if she's already told the guy she's not interested?
Bad time to bury right now. Any earth you place on top will not totally settle until things warm up again. It's not frozen yet, but it's still pretty cold. Don't forget the lime!
Odds are that he'll be scared shitless anyway, but don't forget to give him a 'firm' handshake when you meet. That'll be enough to scare him into submission.
You don't need to worry now if she's not into this kid. Be worried when she's got a eye for some other boy. Then you're in trouble.
Thank God I've got 10 more years of relative bliss before I need to worry about this.....
My daughter's first boyfriend sat and watched me clean my guns.
When I got engaged, my mother in law looked at me one day and said "You never asked her father for permission Bill." I looked at them both and said "I don't ask anyone for permission for anything at any time." I believe the message was sent. He has no guns.
Set times to be home, set limits on how they interact with the boy (no home alone, no going in bedrooms, ever) - Always know where they are and always agree to pick them up, where ever and whatever time they call.
I didn't approve of my oldest daughter's second boyfriend, she was spending too much time with him and she was forgoing things she liked to do. I wrote her a letter, not admonishing the boy she was with but rather painted a picture of the "type of person" she is and who she should be with. Supportive, her biggest fan, etc... It wasn't long after she stopped seeing him.
Its a delicate balance, because teenagers rebel and will continue to see boys just because they know you don't like them.
course I only had boys.
Was born without the parenting gene. Have never had the interest in raising a human. I can imagine what it would be like to go insane over situations like this and my head would probably explode too.
Thus it makes it much easier to give advice or bitch and complain about the parenting jobs others are doing.
Raising boys has got to be easier though I would think. Different issues of course. My Dad raised three boys and his main concern was that we didn't kill each other or draw 'too much' blood from each other.
I was once asked to empty my pockets...you've taught your daughter what is and is not tolerated, but haven't raised this guy. Pocket contents should convey his intentions adequately.
That said, it sounds like you've raised a good kid and she probably wouldn't go out with someone who would fuck around too much.
potd
Cannot be potd, Vekked has the wrong first name irl. I do my research folks.
Wait .. It is is Vekked though.. maybe just.
Q: What are you intentions?
Truth: She's hot. I want to see her boobs.
Answer Given: She's smart, beautiful, funny and makes me a better person, so I'm thinking I should do everything I can to spend more time with her.
See, it's like that
Last year, when I first started dating Alpha, I was at the gym with two of our Japanese students. As we're working out, I see her dad walking towards us. Raijin, who has his back turned to Alpha's dad and doesn't see him coming, sees my eyes go about the size of dinner plates for 2 seconds and is very confused. I say hi, shake his hand and we go back to working out. Raijin looks at me and asks "Uhh... who?" I tell him it's Alpha's dad. "Ahhh... I understand." He pats me on the back, shakes his head, says something in Japanese to Soya, which I can only imagine translated to something along the lines of "Girlfriend's dad; we should finish working out before Matt's brakes get cut," and goes back to lifting.
Red flags all over that report.
Yeah not bad, sure you've been called worse than Mr. Underbar.