My children think they are the most deprived things in the world. I love it, I have made it my goal to deprive them of everything I can think of. Heeheehee!! Not really but, that is what they believe at their very core. I will never forget when Sprat was in middle school and all of his friends had the latest iphones and poor little deprived Sprat did not have a phone at all. I am polishing my mean mommy crown as I type this morning. I know that some kids do need phones and I get that but, at this particular time I was not working and the boys were either at school or at home with me so there was no need for a cell phone for them. That same year as I was buying school supplies preparing for the August back to school fun, I found this cute little eraser made to look like a smart phone. You know where my devious mind is going don't you? I decided to have a little fun with the boy. I found a box and wrapped up the eraser phone and had it sitting at his place at the dinner table that night. I think this was his eighth grade year maybe. Needless to say he was not amused at my humor. He did finally get a phone, he got a flip phone his freshman year of high school. He was too embarrassed to carry it so I cut off the service and he did not have a phone again. He did eventually get a phone his sophomore year because he had his license and I thought he needed a way to get in touch with us if something happened with the car. He did not get an iphone either and I still have not heard the end of that. I do not like i products and I will not buy them. I still have not heard the end of that one especially since Big T got a cell phone (not an iphone) in his seventh grade year. He only got one because that was when I went back to work and he would be coming home by himself. I needed to be able to get in touch with him if I got called in to work and his ride home changed. Most recently we have had issues with the boys having a car. Big T will start driving more regularly this Summer and Sprat is going to have to have a car to back to school in September. Their big question is who gets what car? Sprat thinks he is getting my car and Big T is getting his old car. Which is partly correct but, we have not made the decision on that just yet. While we were at mom's for Easter my brother in law had one of his cars, a cute little BMW, I am sure you can hear my wheels turning. I asked if we could borrow it for a picture, Big T got in and I snapped a few pictures of him behind the wheel. Yes, I sent one to Sprat at school via text, no caption just Big T behind the wheel of this sweet little BMW. Again, I polish my mean mommy crown. It did not take long to get that return text of "Who is that?" I replied with, Big T is getting this and you get to take your little blackberry to MA since it has front wheel drive it will do better in the snow. He replied with, "that does not seem to add up." This went on for a few hours, he really thought Big T was getting a BMW and he was going to keep his car. My kids are so gullible some times. That Sprat even thought I would buy them anything that was better than what I was driving just makes me want to laugh and laugh.
He will never let me forget that Big T got a phone in seventh grade and he did not get one till he was a sophomore in high school. I keep telling him it was a need based decision. Loving your kids does not mean bending to their every whim. Sometimes, it means saying no and meaning it.
Stay tuned the Boy is on his way home for the Summer, the garden is growing, herbs are growing and I am about to get knee deep in making stuff with my herbs.
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