“Momma could you write a note to my track coach telling him we’re going to be out of town next week on Spring Break so I can skip practices?” The boy asked. A few weeks earlier, his coach moved him off the discus and shot put rotation and made him a long distance runner-primarily because he needed to get into better shape. As you might imagine, he is not too happy about his move. “Nope, sorry, I can’t lie for you” I replied. “
First day of Spring break:
“Momma, I have my whole Spring break all planned out for myself…” the boy began. “Yeah?” I replied, curious but not all that interested. “Yes. I’m going to play Jak and Daxter (video game) from start to finish and see if I can break my previous record.” He explained enthusiastically. “Oh really?” I said back to him. “Yep-nothing but me and the game all week long”.
First Afternoon of Spring Break after Track practice:
“Momma, do you know what happened to the Jak and Daxter video game? I can’t find it.”
“Momma, You are totally ruining my pre-planned Spring break….” The boy said as he picked up a pair of socks from the clothes basket to fold. “And your point is…?” “Were you not listening?” He inquired. “Bay, there’s an old expression that says if you would like to see God laugh, tell him your plans…” I replied. Judging from the quizzical look he shot back to me I added, “Bay-never tell your mother your plan for a ten day break is to do nothing other than play video games. Now I can see maybe playing one day…but not all ten.” “It’s my Spring break and I should have the prerogative to enjoy it the way I see fit”. He argued. “Yes, you’re right it is your Spring Break-at the school that I work hard to pay for…and you’re taking said break in MY house, which together with your father, work hard to pay…and you do very little to contribute in either endeavors. SO…you’re Spring break belongs to me-not you, me.” I explained.
Mumbling under his breath-but still loud enough for his mother to hear he said, “We’ll see about that….” Which made his mother look around the house at all the areas that needed help-you know the kind of help a 15 year old boy could do-with little trouble and wrote him out a to-do list saying, “And when you finish folding all this laundry-here is a list of things that could also use your assistance.