Nuff said about that....
An 18 year old boy gawked at my daughter today in Wal-Mart and his friend asked her for her phone number. She asked me if she could hang out with him and his friends at the mall some time. Uhhh... 15 year old girl and 18 year old boy? HELL NO! OVER MY DEAD BODY! Unless I'm there as chaperone the ENTIRE time. It's not that I don't trust her (and I was accused of not trusting her). I don't trust 18 year old boys with 15 year old girls. End of discussion. He's an adult. She's a minor. I don't care if it IS in the mall and I don't care if she takes her friend Nat along. I told her that any other arrangements other than mom tagging along no farther than 6 feet behind would require discussion of this with her father. She wisely quit while she was ahead. I need a box of hair color and a double dose of my blood pressure medication!
13 days until Christmas? I need to mail my cards!!!
