Parent-Friend Line

By no means am I a prude or an overbearing smothering parent, but there have to be parent child boundaries. I am there to help my children become respectful and responsible members of society. I consider my daughter and I friends as well as I do my step sons, however they know there is a line of respect that they must give me as a parent. When you allow these lines to disappear you can not be mad at your child when they refuse to reinstate the boundary. In other words PLEASE do not call my family complaining about your out of control child when you alone have created the person he is. Do not complain about his disrespect and underage drinking when you take pictures of yourself and your child drinking Vodka with the bottle in hand. Do not expect my sympathy the next time your child hits you back, talks back to you, doesn't come home or shows up high. You alone blurred that parent-friend line so hard that it doesn't exist for your child any longer.
Yes I drink and have allowed my kids to sample, not chug from a bottle. Yes they run off at the mouth, but they understand consequences. They know I have the final word and in the end I ultimately control their freedom.
Be a parent or don't you can't have it both ways. But I'm done trying to fix your mess.

Holy hell it's been a year since I actually wrote a post. I promise myself I'll do better. Writing is so therapeutic and Lord knows I need the therapy. I've had so much to say but not had the patience to write it out. Some here and there enjoy my chaotic mind, and I intend to share with the world. New post coming by tomorrow. My husband will not stop yammering in my ear and allow me to think ;) Good Night!