Car pool & teenagers
Jan. 10, 2011 12:48 pm
Updated: Jan. 10, 2011 1:13 pm
Wow! The weekend sure sped past me. Cynthia reconciled herself to turning 50 (the wine helped). My one son got another step closer on his path to become an Eagle Scout (momentary pause for pride). I made a slow cooker Roasted Chicken that was scrumptious
(thank you All Recipe) and I DID NOT get the booby prize at card club!
Today, as I was driving home the young teens in my car pool, I found myself just smiling away, while listening to them. "I hate school!" are always the first words uttered from one of my occupants, shortly followed by a "I want to be president of the world
Their energy drives us home.
I listen and ponder some of things they talk about, grateful to have this glimpse into their lives. Sometimes I even comment or I will say something just to get them going. I don't know why some adults avoid teens. These snapshot conversations into their
lives can be very eye-opening, sometimes scary - but always interesting and worth the time it takes to listen and the effort to be quiet.
Some of them are nearing the stage when they will get their license. I'm dreading that day, when they are off, driving themselves. I can already feel the gap widening and my sense of loss is bittersweet. I will miss the daily "I hate school!" because I
know it means I will be just that much closer to being out of their loop. Their laughter will become a memory in an empty car.
Tonight, unfortunately, is concession-stand pizza for dinner - as I watch my youngest play JV basketball. The up side? By the time I buy my slice, I will be so hungry it will probably taste divine