Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Don't tell child protective services, but...

A new depth of parenting low has been reached. I actually texted Carlie on my way home from work today while she was on the school bus, had her get off of the school bus at Beaches and snag us a table for happy hour. Yes, my 12 year old child was fighting for a much coveted table in a bar full of happy hour crazed adults. By herself. Texting me with every move she made.

"Theres no tables"

"Sum people are eating A TON of stuff"

"I think they r almost leaving"

"Got it!"

To which I replied:

"WINNING!"

And she replied:

"Huh?"

And I replied OH NEVER MIND, but only in my head.

Does she look traumatized? Even if she is, the wings? Worth it.

3 comments:

deenie said...

This is important for her future!

Keetha said...

That's not bad parenting; that's called being resourceful. Tiger Mom win.

Grace said...

I'd say as long as your kid isn't shy, it's no big deal and you got yourself a table!