Post by catatonic on Aug 5, 2005 7:03:48 GMT -5
Teenagers! Talk about an inconvenient age.
I just have to share last night's (and this morning's) adventures...
Every year, the high school band has freshman initiation during the two-week marching camp that precedes the start of school. (As if it isn't enough they're at school from 8:30 - 4:30.) For initiation, older kids are asigned a freshman little brother or little sister. They kidnap their little brothers and sisters and make them do silly things like go into Albertson's and buy one single grape, or run through the sprinklers at the park, or play a solo in the Wal-Mart parking lot.
This year, I have a junior kidnapper, and a freshman kidnappee. The junior had 6 friends over last night to eat dinner, swim, and plan the kidnapping. And spend the night. The plan was to get up at 3:15am and be out the door to start collecting their freshman at 3:45. The freshman was supposed to be picked up at 4am.
Do you have any idea how noisy 7 teenagers are?
(8 if you count my freshman). At 10 o'clock last night they decided to perform their music for me (on trumpets, trombones, french horns and tuba). They were still up when I went to bed at midnight playing on the X-box. I got up at 3:30 when I heard them getting ready, and then waited until the other group showed up to collect the younger one at 5am. 9 of them trooped in, woke up the 13-year-old, hauled him off still in an incoherent daze, and managed not to wake up the 4yo.
Since I have to be up at 6, there's no point in going back to bed...so I've got to try and get through the day on 3 hours sleep. I'm too old for this stuff, especially since I have the younger children to deal with and my 4-year-old is not what you'd call low-maintenance. Challenge Boy has to register for middle school at 8am and I have to stop and collect a new friend from China who has never dealt with American public schools before.
I must admit that last night was fun, but my son has no clue how much work it is to feed 14 people, or how hard Challenge Boy worked to clean the pool, or anything. I guess all teens tend to be this way...sort of wrapped up in their own concerns and not always very thoughtful of others, but I think my son could have at least remembered to thank me before he left. I think I'm just feeling whiny because I'm sooooo tired, so thanks for letting me complain so I won't take it out on the kids!
I just have to share last night's (and this morning's) adventures...
Every year, the high school band has freshman initiation during the two-week marching camp that precedes the start of school. (As if it isn't enough they're at school from 8:30 - 4:30.) For initiation, older kids are asigned a freshman little brother or little sister. They kidnap their little brothers and sisters and make them do silly things like go into Albertson's and buy one single grape, or run through the sprinklers at the park, or play a solo in the Wal-Mart parking lot.
This year, I have a junior kidnapper, and a freshman kidnappee. The junior had 6 friends over last night to eat dinner, swim, and plan the kidnapping. And spend the night. The plan was to get up at 3:15am and be out the door to start collecting their freshman at 3:45. The freshman was supposed to be picked up at 4am.
Do you have any idea how noisy 7 teenagers are?
(8 if you count my freshman). At 10 o'clock last night they decided to perform their music for me (on trumpets, trombones, french horns and tuba). They were still up when I went to bed at midnight playing on the X-box. I got up at 3:30 when I heard them getting ready, and then waited until the other group showed up to collect the younger one at 5am. 9 of them trooped in, woke up the 13-year-old, hauled him off still in an incoherent daze, and managed not to wake up the 4yo.Since I have to be up at 6, there's no point in going back to bed...so I've got to try and get through the day on 3 hours sleep. I'm too old for this stuff, especially since I have the younger children to deal with and my 4-year-old is not what you'd call low-maintenance. Challenge Boy has to register for middle school at 8am and I have to stop and collect a new friend from China who has never dealt with American public schools before.
I must admit that last night was fun, but my son has no clue how much work it is to feed 14 people, or how hard Challenge Boy worked to clean the pool, or anything. I guess all teens tend to be this way...sort of wrapped up in their own concerns and not always very thoughtful of others, but I think my son could have at least remembered to thank me before he left. I think I'm just feeling whiny because I'm sooooo tired, so thanks for letting me complain so I won't take it out on the kids!
Sound´s like you need one.
I would be SO EXHAUSTED 
