So my son came home today. He got on the plane with a phone that he says was on 7% and he turned it off to save the battery. The flight was delayed 20 mins. I knew that but he didn't know I knew that. First strike... he didn't turn the phone back on to say his flight was delayed.
I live 10 mins from the airport and didn't leave my house until 9 o'clock. I didn't have clue which level he was coming out of. I'm calling and that 7% isn't an answering.... around and around I go. After leaving home at nine, I still managed to have to circle that airport 3 times.. But I digress, my child got home safe and sound.
My kid gets in the car. "Hey baby!" Second strike... This dude has a nose piercing. WHAT THE HELL is that! I touch it thinking it's going to fall off cause it's just a magnet. Nope! He said he went to a hair store, bought a nose ring and pierced his own nose.
Now he is trying to talk to me regular. "I can take it out. When we going school shopping? Where Phoenix at?" These questions flowing out of his mouth back to back. "Stop talking! I'm trying not to hit you in the nose!"
Meanwhile I'm hungry and he has given me a lot to think about. 🤔 He will be 16 next month. I want to snatched it out his nose but it isn't hurting me. Ugggghh.... the turmoil of giving up control.
I'm trying to grow as a person. Two months ago and if I'm being honest two weeks ago I would have snatched it out. But, I think he is going to learn a lesson. He has sensitive skin. So when that beauty store jewelry turns that spot black. I. DON'T. WANT. TO. HEAR. NOTHING!
Sheesh! Glad he didn't make it to the third strike. 🤦🏽♀️
What is something that you've given up control on?