So today, my daughter calls me. Everything is fine, she’s just all in a tither. I guess her step-daughter, who recently turned 10, is starting to “demonize”. By this, I mean the phenomena that happens when a sweet young girl begins to turn into a whiny, nasty, mouthy, pouty pre-teen or “tween” or teen and all of a sudden HATES you (her parents) for no particular reason.
I guess this girl, A, who really is a very beautiful and sweet girl from what I’ve seen, threw a holy FIT at school yesterday because my daughter, J, would not just let her run off to a friend’s house without knowing who the mom was, where they lived, the phone number, etc. In short, my daughter has become a PARENT! So, A proceeded to toss a screaming, Tasmanian Devil fit at the school, in the car, and after they got home. Then, she went and pouted outside and when J went to get her, was gone!
There was my J, who I had traipsed all over Pueblo for, called the police over, came within a hair’s breadth of turning her over to Social Services, getting in HER car, driving around looking for HER child…well, step-child, but I know she does really love this girl. Despite what could have been a serious situation, I had to laugh. I mean, I got a real, deep, joyful belly laugh out of that.
Then, she said, “Oh, my God, I did that to you, didn’t I?” To which I replied “Only for about 7 years.”
She’s a way tougher parent than I was. I was not a rebellious kid and I enjoyed my teenage years for the most part, since it was the first time I had really been “settled” anywhere. So I was totally unprepared for my daughter’s demonization. And, boy, she demonized with a vengeance!
So, now she is getting a taste of her own medicine, but it will be fine because she has the training to handle it from her own not-so-far-ago adolescence.
My only advice to her was that she and her husband MUST be on the same page with each other and they MUST present a united front. If they do that, and the kids realize that they cannot play one parent against the other, then they can pretty much try whatever they want.
Oh, and I wished her good luck. But I’m still giggling. Better her than me, that’s all I can say!!