My son “TD” and nephew “J” attended their first lock in dance on Saturday to bring in the New Year 2012…
Saturday morning was more about the hustle and bustle for TD to getting his chores done, raising enough money to attend the dance, and then finding that perfect outfit to wear with matching hat, watch, socks, and of course the tennis shoe. My husband and I had been working with TD all year long on getting his chores done timely (not at the last minute) and doing them right the first time so that he won’t have to redo them again. You would think that the reward of attending the lock in would be motivation enough. I know it’s our ongoing parental role to consistently stay on top of not letting our son get away with half-way completed chores. What good would that teach him if we let him get away with that? It translates over to his school work, team sports, social activities, and respect for himself and others.
After TD washed his Dad’s truck, his Sister’s car (with corrections to re-wash the missed spots, tires, and bumpers), vacuumed the house up and downstairs, and cleaned his room, he then asked to go to the barber shop for a hair cut that would look good underneath the “snap back hat” he wanted to wear that night. As time was running out, I negotiated for my car to be washed (should have been 2 car washes, the hair cut with tip was $20) later in the week.
So, after his shower, dose of cologne, quick check in the full length mirror, TD was ready to go with his cousin J to the lock in. Oh, but before leaving…picture time was a must for my sister, Yvette, my Sister-in-law, and me. After the third requested pose the boys were well annoyed and wanted to leave. I quickly whispered to Yvette, “Okay, make sure you give them the final talk about girls, safety in numbers, and having each other’s back when you’re all in the car”. Finally they were on their way and I got back to the guests that we were entertaining for New Year’s Eve. I started thinking about everything that we had been working with TD on as a growing teenager and how hard my husband and I worked earlier in the day for him to earn his way to attend the lock in and wondered if he really appreciated that?
As his mother I have tried to keep his hormones in check by talking to him about respecting himself and a young girl’s body. He goes through spurts of wanting to look good for dances vs. dressing nice for school – the way you dress is the way you act and feel which leads to how others see you. Did he truly understand why we would not let him wear his new Jordan tennis shoes that he earned from mentoring a younger player on his basketball team to the lock in? (Last week people were injured over MJ basketball shoes!) Did both boys understand that having each other’s back and sticking close together was for their own safety and protection? Or were we as moms being over protective and not letting our sons experience life?
No, it’s our job and responsibility to lay down the foundation now and raise them up the right way and therefore they should not depart from their values and beliefs when they are out on their own. It’s our job to instill in our boys to know who they are in spirit and how each decision they make, will take them to another level. It’s our job to guide and correct with rewards and consequences to prepare them for life and these social settings. As parents we are responsible for their mental stability in handling personal relationships and respecting others as well as themselves and to feel good about the choices they make.
So, when the phone rang at 11:59:45 pm and we heard J with the countdown asking to put the speaker on to talk to his Mom, he quickly pulled his cousin TD over to say, “Happy New Year and we love you!” As quick as that, they said, “Okay it’s too loud we gotta go”, and they did. Yvette then said,” Oh he kept his promise to call because we have never been separated on New Year’s Eve”.
As moms we know we can’t shield our boys forever. We can only hope that they think about their actions and know that they have the freedom to make the right choices. Now, because of that one phone call, it tells us that they are saying, “Mom we listened, we’re alright, and we love you”.
Whew, that’s one night down out of the upcoming three to four high school years left in their young lives! Next…?













