Ugh confessions.... Alright, I admit it. I am guilty as sin. My kids weren't exactly allowed to wander freely until they moved out - and even now, with the 23 and 22 year old even, I worry about them living in the big city. I can't keep my nose out of their business even still.
We had the kids over for dinner on Tuesday night and our 23 year old was griping about the heat having gone out at his apartment and there being a broken window in one of the bedrooms (shattered by hooligans.) I am not at all ashamed that I went after the apartment owner... He responded to reporters that the repair crews will be there tomorrow and were simply lagging because of the holiday ~growls faintly~ Well played to plead family ties this time of year, well played. My son yelled at me for not letting him handle the apartment thing
He doesn't even know that I've pleaded shamelessly of our police department neighbors to "spy" on the place as a personal favor as well >.<
I cannot help it, they're my boys. I would, and will, do anything to protect them, even if they don't want the attention. To hell with their macho bullshit. I totally gave them all fat checks for Xmas because they refuse my financial help - they can't give back a gift you know, it's rude and against family rules. This trick I learned from my mother, who to this day sends me money I have to accept every holiday and birthday. So... my almost 18 year old son is finally home from his visit to his friends house; is it wrong that I paid my driver to come out here and ensure he made it there? It is wrong that I "just so happened" to run to the store when he left and picked him up on the way home?
Perhaps it is wrong that I conspire against my boys... I cannot help myself. I won't stop either. Let them hate me if they wish, I only care that they are okay and I will do anything in my power to protect them. They'll just have to live with their cray cray helicopter mom. I'll confess it all, my guilt laid bare to the social judgement of random nobodies on the internet. I'm not in the slightest ashamed either, like a damned child my only concerned that I'll get caught and get in trouble with them... I made my husband join my sons dart team to keep an eye on him because he's terrible about texting. I paid one of my minions to quit their job and go work with, and become friends with, my other son who is refueling airplanes at the airport... Yes, I have investigated their girlfriends and undermined those I didn't approve of. [ Yes, dear Andrew, it is my fault your last GF left you; and for that pain I am only mildly sorry, she was a POS and was just using you. ] Yes, I have at times conspired with my elitist friends to ensure they were kept over other peon workers. Yes, I dropped my political and social weight to get them into a lottery school. Yes, I had them removed from classes where their teachers were not teaching what I consider to be proper ideals, and yes I did try to get one teacher fired for defying me ( I failed there, her union protected her from
me Tis a real shame she had to request a transfer to a different school due to the religious wing nuts, not that it surprised me the fruits persecuted her stupid ass. I did grow up out here after all, I know all too well the vengeance meted out by the churches out here... ) Yes, I have conspired to keep them from moving into Fairview by paying off the "slum lords" to turn them away. Yes, I did attempt to force the little shits to go to college, the eldest two defied me, but I have turned the third through psychological manipulation - he intends to be better than his brothers on that regard. Yes, I do force them to take money; anonymous tips where I can, I conspire with their bosses to give everyone "bonuses," I conspire with their bosses to get them extra hours. Yes, I lie, I cheat, and I take full advantage of my reputation and status to covertly affect them.
No, I will not "let them go." They are my legacy and my responsibility; I will take care of them, regardless of their opinions, regardless of societies opinions, regardless of everything, I will pull every string within my grasp to ensure that my children are fat and happy. The less fortunate can curse me for it and the powers that be can punish me for it later, I don't care about such worthless opinions. Consequences and "doing whats right" be damned, I will /never/ let them go.
I feel better now. Thanks!
As for the OP... No, I'd never let my kids go to the mall without some form of watch dog, it'd almost be derelict for me to let such low lying fruit as crowded malls to hang unhindered. I know far too many people who work at them anyway, they'd report to me even if I didn't get ODO engaged. (
Off Duty Officers | Premier Private Security Guards by the way, highly recommended outfit if you need such services. Though I suppose that reveals one of the reasons I am a staunch supporter of the boys in blue around here... C est la vie. )
You sound like Marie from Everybody Loves Raymond.
