Comments on: What happened to my sweet little boy? http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2009/12/12/what-happened-to-my-sweet-little-boy/ Red Hot Reads Sun, 12 Feb 2012 06:46:20 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 By: Dawn Atkins http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2009/12/12/what-happened-to-my-sweet-little-boy/#comment-6528 Dawn Atkins Wed, 16 Dec 2009 17:56:31 +0000 http://blazeauthors.com/blog/?p=2618#comment-6528 Andrea: He lived in Secrist Hall. Yeah, the snow was pretty, then miserable to my desert rat of a son. Misty: Good luck on the journey. It's rewarding...mostly...unless it's not. Ahem. Dawn Andrea: He lived in Secrist Hall. Yeah, the snow was pretty, then miserable to my desert rat of a son.

Misty: Good luck on the journey. It’s rewarding…mostly…unless it’s not. Ahem.
Dawn

]]> By: Misty Wright http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2009/12/12/what-happened-to-my-sweet-little-boy/#comment-6527 Misty Wright Wed, 16 Dec 2009 17:44:37 +0000 http://blazeauthors.com/blog/?p=2618#comment-6527 Well...I can't say I'm to that age yet. WHEW....though we do have our own little issues. Like the mouth from the oldest daughter, told me to get a job the other day. She is only 9. I came back with then who is going to take care of you, needless to say she stopped. Our oldest is 10 and the youngest is 4. We have to go through all this 5 times. LOL. I can't wait! NOT! Well…I can’t say I’m to that age yet. WHEW….though we do have our own little issues. Like the mouth from the oldest daughter, told me to get a job the other day. She is only 9. I came back with then who is going to take care of you, needless to say she stopped.

Our oldest is 10 and the youngest is 4. We have to go through all this 5 times. LOL. I can’t wait! NOT!

]]> By: Andrea AKA Smarty Pants http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2009/12/12/what-happened-to-my-sweet-little-boy/#comment-6520 Andrea AKA Smarty Pants Wed, 16 Dec 2009 13:45:08 +0000 http://blazeauthors.com/blog/?p=2618#comment-6520 I graduated from NAU. Lived in Cowden Hall for 3 years and yes, it was very often an absolute pig sty. What dorm was your son in? I loved NAU. The snow, not so much. I graduated from NAU. Lived in Cowden Hall for 3 years and yes, it was very often an absolute pig sty. What dorm was your son in? I loved NAU. The snow, not so much.

]]> By: Dawn Atkins http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2009/12/12/what-happened-to-my-sweet-little-boy/#comment-6458 Dawn Atkins Sun, 13 Dec 2009 15:10:31 +0000 http://blazeauthors.com/blog/?p=2618#comment-6458 Betty, Heather and Jillian: This are great stories! Completely outdid my pitiful one. Clearly I don't have the "stones" to be a college mom yet. I'm pissed that my son's still staying up until four then clunking around in his room waking me up. This is going to be a loooong winter break. Jillian: Congratulations on doing the tough love and making it work! Great story. Best, Dawn Betty, Heather and Jillian:
This are great stories! Completely outdid my pitiful one. Clearly I don’t have the “stones” to be a college mom yet. I’m pissed that my son’s still staying up until four then clunking around in his room waking me up. This is going to be a loooong winter break.

Jillian: Congratulations on doing the tough love and making it work! Great story.
Best,
Dawn

]]> By: Jillian Burns http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2009/12/12/what-happened-to-my-sweet-little-boy/#comment-6451 Jillian Burns Sun, 13 Dec 2009 07:34:57 +0000 http://blazeauthors.com/blog/?p=2618#comment-6451 Best before and after? You can't beat my story. Last year my 16 y o daughter was skipping school, flunking most of her classes, had been ticketed for Shoplifting (she gave her friend her purse when she knew the friend was using it to put stolen goods in) and had run away from home 3 times. I felt like the worst failure as a mom ever. We were in counseling, and we'd tried everything and nothing seemed to be working. So, I threw her out. I knew she had a friend to go to. But after 3 days, the friend didn't want her either. She begged me to come home. I told her only if she agreed to all my rules and if she broke one, that was it. No more second chances. She argued for about 3 hours, but I out stubborned her. She came home, and things got gradually better. This year her average grade in PreCal is 100, she's helping cook dinner and smiles a LOT. She's earned back our trust, holds down a part-time job and has a really NICE boyfriend. I'm thankful every day. I'd almost given up hope. Best before and after? You can’t beat my story. Last year my 16 y o daughter was skipping school, flunking most of her classes, had been ticketed for Shoplifting (she gave her friend her purse when she knew the friend was using it to put stolen goods in) and had run away from home 3 times. I felt like the worst failure as a mom ever.
We were in counseling, and we’d tried everything and nothing seemed to be working. So, I threw her out. I knew she had a friend to go to. But after 3 days, the friend didn’t want her either. She begged me to come home. I told her only if she agreed to all my rules and if she broke one, that was it. No more second chances. She argued for about 3 hours, but I out stubborned her. She came home, and things got gradually better. This year her average grade in PreCal is 100, she’s helping cook dinner and smiles a LOT. She’s earned back our trust, holds down a part-time job and has a really NICE boyfriend. I’m thankful every day. I’d almost given up hope.

]]> By: Heather MacAllister http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2009/12/12/what-happened-to-my-sweet-little-boy/#comment-6448 Heather MacAllister Sat, 12 Dec 2009 22:48:12 +0000 http://blazeauthors.com/blog/?p=2618#comment-6448 While my son was at Texas A&M Galveston, we were a designated hurricane house, meaning if the campus had to be evacuated, students could come to our home. His younger brother broke his leg playing football, I was spending every day at the hospital and a hurricane was headed our way. They're taping the hospital room windows and I get a call, "Mom! Guess what? They've evacuated the campus and I'm bringing about 9 guys to our house! It'll be great. We're going to have a huge LAN party!" (translation: connect their computers and play games simultaneously.) There is no food in the house because I haven't been there. I fight the crowds at the grocery and buy $150 of non perishables and a cooler full of sandwich meat and cheese, extra water, extra everything. Then I head back to the hospital. We ended up on the dry side of the storm, but the school was still closed. Instead of staying, they scattered for the weekend and left me with all the food. They apparently ate only cokes and cheetos. While my son was at Texas A&M Galveston, we were a designated hurricane house, meaning if the campus had to be evacuated, students could come to our home. His younger brother broke his leg playing football, I was spending every day at the hospital and a hurricane was headed our way. They’re taping the hospital room windows and I get a call, “Mom! Guess what? They’ve evacuated the campus and I’m bringing about 9 guys to our house! It’ll be great. We’re going to have a huge LAN party!” (translation: connect their computers and play games simultaneously.) There is no food in the house because I haven’t been there. I fight the crowds at the grocery and buy $150 of non perishables and a cooler full of sandwich meat and cheese, extra water, extra everything. Then I head back to the hospital. We ended up on the dry side of the storm, but the school was still closed. Instead of staying, they scattered for the weekend and left me with all the food. They apparently ate only cokes and cheetos.

]]> By: Betty Hanawa http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2009/12/12/what-happened-to-my-sweet-little-boy/#comment-6438 Betty Hanawa Sat, 12 Dec 2009 14:26:33 +0000 http://blazeauthors.com/blog/?p=2618#comment-6438 We'd driven all afternoon before we got to our son's college apartment that he shared with another young man. I walked into their bathroom, turned around, and left. "I'm going to go to McDonald's to go to the bathroom at least it will be clean." My husband rolled his eyes at me. "Well, I'm not so picky." A few minutes later he called from the bathroom. "There's no toilet paper." My son and his roommate looked at each other and went into the "You were supposed to get some." "I thought you were going to get it." routine. I went out to our car and got the box of tissues I kept in the car. I was actually glad when our son and his girlfriend got an apartment together. I knew then that there'd always be toilet paper and the bathroom would be reasonably clean. We’d driven all afternoon before we got to our son’s college apartment that he shared with another young man. I walked into their bathroom, turned around, and left. “I’m going to go to McDonald’s to go to the bathroom at least it will be clean.”

My husband rolled his eyes at me. “Well, I’m not so picky.” A few minutes later he called from the bathroom. “There’s no toilet paper.”

My son and his roommate looked at each other and went into the “You were supposed to get some.” “I thought you were going to get it.” routine.

I went out to our car and got the box of tissues I kept in the car.

I was actually glad when our son and his girlfriend got an apartment together. I knew then that there’d always be toilet paper and the bathroom would be reasonably clean.

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