How lucky I have been so far with my teenage son. He seems (mostly) mild mannered, hasn’t so far been out all night getting drunk or whatever teenagers today are meant to do. Of course he is still 4 months short of his 16th birthday, so there is time.
It started with 4 missed calls on my mobile phone on Friday afternoon at 2.20pm, no one is home at that time, except of course the cat and as far as I know the cat doesn’t know how to use the phone! I rang back and there was no answer, so rang the mobiles of hubby and teen son. Hubby is at work and teen son’s phone was off (as it should be, after all he was at school wasn’t he?
At 4pm the head of year 11 rings and tells me that teen son has ‘truented the afternoon lesson’. Oops! Apparently he and a group of friends had been out playing football in the rain and had taken it upon themselves to go home instead of going to English and other such subjects. When teen son was finally tracked (I am thinking of fitting him with a device to monitor his movements) he said it was all a misunderstanding, as some boys were sent home. The trouble is that he wasn’t one of them, but it is nice to know he felt guilty (hence the phone calls) and he will have plenty time to reflect on this whole thing in detention on Monday! Of course, he thinks I am to be grateful that he wishes to exercise and not become an obese blob like half the teenage population, but there is a time and a place for football and it is not in the middle of a torrential downpour during school lunch break!