Good news … this is not another post about last night’s presidential debate … I know that lead-in is so intoxicating that you are bound to hang around and read this article in its entirety – heck, you might even tweet it or forward it to your friends. Go ahead … because I’m in need of some opinions …
The frustration of having a teenage daughter
Every morning I have my routine that undoubtedly is fairly similar to yours: I hesitantly open my eyes and have a heated discussion with myself as to whether or not I should get out of bed – eventually the prospect of a new day wins out and I rise from slumber – then, I head downstairs and do all those morning things that people do. But here’s where my day typically turns sour … about 30-40 minutes in, I start to gather up the dirty clothes from the previous day which leads me to enter my teenager’s bathroom. And I stand aghast. Is it possible that I might have the messiest child ever born?
Repeatedly I have asked – I have begged – for enough respect that would have her put empty wrappers, makeup soiled cotton balls, and any other bits of trash into the trash rather than on the floor, on the counter, in her sink. But no. The rubbish remains in plain sight. (And believe me, I am being kind with my lack of details on the extent of the said rubbish.)
So what’s a mother to do
Take her phone away? Stop doing her laundry? Ignore the mess hoping it will pile so high that eventually she will have no choice but to clean it up? Feed her nothing but broccoli and poached fish for dinner? Have a nervous breakdown and cry in front of her? Threaten her within a few breaths of her life?
No … no … no … silly! And this is where I need your opinions – I am going to get an Instagram account and start posting pictures of all her disastrously, disgusting, C R A P for all her friends to see too. I feel a wave of brilliance spread through my body … because I think even the mere thought of this happening might light a fire under her and get her to start tiding up a bit. I mean it is only 4 steps to the trashcan from her sink – I counted this morning.
Thoughts? BTW, I will be presenting this idea to her tonight … truth be known I have no interest in opening an Instagram account – I’m still trying to figure Pintrest out. Be sure you come back by on Monday – I’ll let you know the progress and I might even post a picture. HA!