What Would You Do?

So Mike picks Matthew up at school today because I have some stuff I need to do. Just as I get back to work I get a text from him… “Call me” …Uh-oh.

He picks up the phone when I call and says I don’t know if I want a beer, rum, or both. Yikes. Matthew had a good day at school. Ok, good. Then the TA hold out her hand to Mike and in her hand is my diamond cluster ring. Huh??? How’d she get that. Well, apparently Mr. Matthew has been watching this ring sit on the vanity in the bathroom now for a few days and decided today that since it had been sitting there for “3 1/2 weeks” that I didn’t want it anymore and he was goingto take it and give it TO HIS GIRLFRIEND!!!!!!

Poor Mike damn near died. So did the TA. Thankfully (for Matthew) his little friend ratted him out to the TA. She took himout into the hall and with the straightest face possible tried to explain to him that #1 it was stealing and #2 you don’t give your “girlfriend” a diamond ring that BELONGS TO YOUR MOTHER!!!

After I stopped laughing and hung up the phone with Mike it hit me. Today is the “girlfriend’s” birthday. *sigh* He came home Friday with the invitation to her party. It is a dance 6-9pm. I thought yeah, no big deal. It’ll be his first dance, might be kinda fun, he can go —- until I got home and looked at the date of the party. It’s tonight – a school night. Matthew is in bed by 8:30 on a school night. He needs a good 11-12 hours worth of sleep to function. If he’s up past 9 on a school night he’s a bear the next morning.

Sooooooooooo everyone here at work is giving me a hard time after I tell my story saying that we should let him go and it’s only one night blah blah blah. One of the guys comes in (former office manager) who is very strict with his girls and says “Did you ever think about compromising and letting him go for a couple of hours?” Huh????? Ummmmm, no that idea never even really occurred tome. Dddaaaaaa.

On the phone I get to Mike. Explain the whole compromising thing. Mike’s not sold. He doesn’t think we should because of the whole ring incident. I told him we’d deal with the ring incident – but Matthew wanted to have something to give to her today (which is kinda sweet, but keep your paws off my rings!!!!)

We ended up allowing him to go to the dance until 8:30.  He seemed quite pleased with that.  He needed to wear his “best clothes”, he wanted to know if he could borrow his fathers deodorant and cologne, asked if he could take his wallet with some cash in it “just in case”, wanted our cell phone number in case of emergency and needed to take a handkerchief with him because “Papa never goes anywhere without his”!  I was in stitches trying to get him out the door.

Driving down to the center he said he was really nervous.  We told him that even Momand Dad get nervous when we are doing something different for the first time.  So after I go over all the rules (again),  Mike walked him in.  Oh to be a fly on the wall…….

8:30 came, wepicked him up and there was no hard time given about him having to leave (~phew~).  He got in the van, I asked how it was and he said “Good”.  That was it.  So of course, I started asking a million questions and it didn’t take long before he got annoyed with me.  I knew once he had time to process everything, we’d hear all about it.  Sure enough by the time we got into the house he started.  LOL He asked a girl to dance with him – she ran away and hid…lol; the decorations were really nice; they had pizza and cake, but he diddn'[t have any cake because , well, you know …(I didn’t know, but anyway…); Breanna’s skirt was “very pretty”; he made a new friend; and on and on and on.

He had a snack and off to bed he went by about 9:30.  OK, not bad, I can handle that – so can he.  At 11:00, however when I went to bed Matthew was STILL AWAKE!!  I know he was just excited and wound up from his night, but try tellinghimthat at 7:00 tomorrow morning….lol

This morning when we got him up, he wasn’t too bad.  I can’t wait to see what kind of mood he’s in by supper time!   Oh well, it was worth it.  He had a great time and learned a valuable lesson all in the same day!

And the fun begins….

Until next time…

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About angeloftheisland

Welcome to An Angel’s Island. I’m Tracey (aka angeloftheisland). I’m also Mom to 19 year old Matthew who constantly keeps me on my toes. He’s our “special” boy who shows us daily how he deals with the world of ADHD, a Nonverbal Learning Disorder and Asperger’s Syndrome. He’s my hero. Marcus is 8 and reminds me everyday that he’s in no way going to make the school years boring for his Dad and me!! I’m also wife to Mike for 25 years now. Mike is my best friend and soul-mate and he has showed me over the years, that yes – dreams do come true. Our life may not be the most exciting but there’s always something going on. Welcome to our Happy Place, newly renamed Hilliard's Happy Hideaway. I hope you enjoy what I’ve shared about our family.
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