Teenagers will be Teenagers

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Sometimes I realize that I may not be completely honest in my depiction of my oldest child. I mean, don’t get me wrong, the guy is completely awesome in every way. But – I neglect to tell the typical stories that parents of teenagers have – so sometimes it seems like he’s just too perfect. I don’t tell those stories because I have too much respect for him and don’t want him to one day ask me to take this site down. And then I’d have to choose between my blog and my child. And that’s not a good place to be.

(Kidding! Child would totally win! I swear! Child does chores, blog does not. Easy call.)

But this week? My son did such a stereotypical teenage thing, I just have to share it.

I wake him and his siblings up at the same time. 5:45am. I wake him up and then I get his brother and sister ready for school and feed them breakfast while he grumpily drags himself to the shower and back to his room to get dressed. I usually don’t glimpse him until he goes to grab breakfast five minutes before we walk out the door. And sometimes? He’s dragging slow enough that I don’t even see him then, I just yell, “We’re leaving!” as I walk out the door and he has to dart out of his bedroom, grab something To Go for breakfast, and meet me at the van. Some days that To Go breakfast is a piece of bread, which is where his motivation lies to get ready on time. A REAL BREAKFAST.

The other morning I was about to yell, “We’re leaving!” when I realized the door to his bedroom was open and HE WAS STILL IN BED. He didn’t actually wake up when I came into his room and turned on the lights at 5:45am. He slept right through it. And here we were, ready to go, and he was still asleep. STILL ASLEEP.

I hustled him out of bed by screaming about how he was, “going to make me late! Get up! Get up!” and just left the house to take the kids to school. I found someone to come get him later that morning so I didn’t have to be late, but not before giving him a 15-minute lecture about how that could NEVER happen again. NEVER EVER EVER.

Funny thing? I think I was most disappointed in the cliche. I mean, sleeping late? That’s so typical. I expect more creative disobedience from my firstborn. There’d better be spray paint involved with the next outburst of teenagedom, that’s all I’m saying.

(Kidding! Again! Please don’t spray paint anything, LilZ!)

15 Comments

15 thoughts on “Teenagers will be Teenagers”

  1. Too funny. I remember sleeping late when I was a teenager. Just five more minutes mom…….then she wised up and bought me an alarm clock so she wouldn’t have to wake me every morning. They’ve even got those that “walk” across the room so you have to get up to shut them up. I’m thinking of getting one of those for my DH!

  2. Really? That’s it? His big misbehavior? :) You might just be in for it when NikkiZ and AndyZ are teens. Together.
    and 5:45 am? You are all officially insane.

  3. Maybe he’s going through a growth spurt? I’ve heard where kids’ bodies need more rest then. And, seriously, if sleeping in is his worst offense, then you are one blessed mama!

  4. I have never been a morning person. What wakes me up the fastest is rolling over and seeing that I’m LATE! Well, not anymore, because now I have a 2 year old alarm clock.

  5. oh dear god, 5:45? this is what i have to look forward to? i pray my son’s high school starts much later than Lil Z’s. i don’t really blame him, i would have snuck in a few extra minutes too ;)

  6. Oh, I am so in for this with my kids… I was NOTORIOUS for this when I was in my teens. I overslept constantly. My mom was at her wit’s end until I got my license…

  7. I had to laugh that the big huge disclaimer made me think, “Oooohh…did he lie? Cheat? Stay out overnight with a girl?” and then his big mistake was..sleeping late.

    If he keeps this up he might get voted “Most Dependable,” too.

    THAT IS NOT A CHALLENGE, LILZ!

  8. Yup waking up is hard too do.

    My OH has Thursdays as his day off which means Wednesday night he sees it as okay to keep me up till 1am or even 2am yet I have to get out of bed and come to work for 9am – (he then whinges at me for drinking diet coke all day because it keeps me reasonably awake lol)

  9. Ha, I used to roll out of bed about 5 minutes before I’d leave for school and put on whatever was lying on my floor.

    One time (okay I’m a bit better now…sometimes, but mainly ’cause I HATE going through the day without a shower first thing, ’cause I get sweaty the second I step outside the door) a couple of years ago I had work, and I was meant to start at 9. I woke up…at 9. I was opening the store, and we got in BIG trouble if it opened late…like disciplinary, for obvious reasons. So I bolted out the door the second I rolled out of bed, went to open the store, and got there at 9.10am…which was lucky ’cause at 9.15 the alarm company gets called if the alarm hasn’t been turned off, and then the bosses are notified. I think my Mum brought over my uniform for me.

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