Anonymous wrote:Weekends only. Limit spending. Where do they have time with activities and homework.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I know, I know, I should be happy we are the “hangout house”, and I am, but it’s also very overstimulating at the end of the work day.
We live within walking distance of the high school, and I’d say 2-3 days a week, DD comes home with 1-3 friends. They don’t require much of me, often take off to go find food or Starbucks, or to wander around on foot. But usually they still storm the house for drinks and a snack, are boisterous, and I feel like I need to be “on” or at least aware of what they’re up to since I am the last adult to see them. Often they need/want rides home. It’s just chaotic. I WFH and get off just before DD gets home, and something about this intrusion feels disruptive.
I know she needs to socialize, I am happy her friends are comfortable here, but it’s too much. I’m crowdsourcing. What would you allow? Or, what parameters would you put up?
Nobody wants to be the hangout house. Delulu. Just say no.
NP here. I do. I love a house full of laughter and joy. I love feeding people. I love knowing my kid’s friends. I love helping them out (including rides) if I can. All of this brings me happiness, and no I don’t need/want gossip or control. Just enjoy the life it brings to our family.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I know, I know, I should be happy we are the “hangout house”, and I am, but it’s also very overstimulating at the end of the work day.
We live within walking distance of the high school, and I’d say 2-3 days a week, DD comes home with 1-3 friends. They don’t require much of me, often take off to go find food or Starbucks, or to wander around on foot. But usually they still storm the house for drinks and a snack, are boisterous, and I feel like I need to be “on” or at least aware of what they’re up to since I am the last adult to see them. Often they need/want rides home. It’s just chaotic. I WFH and get off just before DD gets home, and something about this intrusion feels disruptive.
I know she needs to socialize, I am happy her friends are comfortable here, but it’s too much. I’m crowdsourcing. What would you allow? Or, what parameters would you put up?
Nobody wants to be the hangout house. Delulu. Just say no.
Anonymous wrote:I know, I know, I should be happy we are the “hangout house”, and I am, but it’s also very overstimulating at the end of the work day.
We live within walking distance of the high school, and I’d say 2-3 days a week, DD comes home with 1-3 friends. They don’t require much of me, often take off to go find food or Starbucks, or to wander around on foot. But usually they still storm the house for drinks and a snack, are boisterous, and I feel like I need to be “on” or at least aware of what they’re up to since I am the last adult to see them. Often they need/want rides home. It’s just chaotic. I WFH and get off just before DD gets home, and something about this intrusion feels disruptive.
I know she needs to socialize, I am happy her friends are comfortable here, but it’s too much. I’m crowdsourcing. What would you allow? Or, what parameters would you put up?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:How old? To me it sounds like the problem is you needing to feel like you are on.
15. I do feel like I need to keep tabs, especially when they wander off to find food. I realize they are 15, but this is where the parents will go to find them/pick them up, or at least where they understand they are located.
I also feel like I constantly have to have food and drinks. The other week things were hectic and I had nothing to offer, and I felt terrible, like a poor host. I do realize it’s a “me” issue.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:How old? To me it sounds like the problem is you needing to feel like you are on.
15. I do feel like I need to keep tabs, especially when they wander off to find food. I realize they are 15, but this is where the parents will go to find them/pick them up, or at least where they understand they are located.
I also feel like I constantly have to have food and drinks. The other week things were hectic and I had nothing to offer, and I felt terrible, like a poor host. I do realize it’s a “me” issue.