| Why exactly are parents allowing parties, knowing full well 'a party isn't a party without alcohol'? |
| My friend shared her code with her teen. If he calls home and says, “Hey, mom just wanted to let you know we are heading over to do XYZ” it means everything is fine, but if he calls to say, “Can I have permission to do XYZ?” She knows something is going on and he needs her to say, “You do NOT have permission! I am coming to get you right now!” |
My kid once texted me and said "call me". So, he did. I called and said "what's up", and he said "But I don't want to come home, do I really need to?" You better believe I went and got him. |
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Also, I track my DCs' phones. I have and will Find my iPhone - alert if I don't get a text response within a reasonable amount of time. Location services must be on at all times.
My rules or no phone. I've clearly said to call me and I will come get you, no questions asked (right away). We will discuss further -later- but I want you to be safe. Will also do same for any friends. |
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And this is from the perspective of a local mom just a few years younger than Kavanaugh. His 80s social life as described in his journal and in the media sounded familiar to me. |
| Actually, it says everything about it. There was drinking and sexual behavior. Not old, not new. They were stupid kids. |
Amen. I called and knocked on doors or callked parents when alcohol discovered at a sleepover. I lived in the 80s lost friends to car accidents, girls trifled with at parties (assaulted?), people's homes and belongings destroyed. Fairfax County. 1980s. No parents. Not on my watch. |
| I am so glad my nerdy friends and I didn't do this stuff. We were teens in the 80s but with one exception, our sleepovers were just sleepovers, and even the exception was girls-only with only a few of them experimenting with drinking. We didn't do house parties. I had a lot of fun without alcohol. Thank goodness for my nerdy friends. |