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I was going to begin a new topic today, but something else came up, not sure where to place it, but I am sure most of you always read this section first.
I am not going to preach, just wanted to share about something that happened over the weekend.
Just around the corner from my home there was a horrific accident that occured in the early morning hours on Sunday. Two teens were killed, and two adult women, died instantly upon impact. One leaves behind a two year old and I am pretty sure I know who she was by her picture. There are also others lying in the hospital in critical condition. One of the investigators said it was the worst crash he has ever seen in his life. They all attended the HS where my son attended and today I found out that this year alone 5 from the school have died in car crashes. 5, that is unbelievable!
The teens had been partying and on their way to another when this happened. Speed was involved and they have not yet determined if alcohol was involved. Each family is blaming the other and of course we know right away what goes through our minds. I did not know who the teens where but my son's friend told me that one sat right across from her in class and the whole school is in shock.
I do not claim to be the best parent, no one is the perfect parent. No one can be perfect at the most difficult job in the world, raising our children. I was the P in the A parent, both my kids hated me for it. I wanted to know where they were and with who they were with and we set boundaries as to where you do not cross. Rules changed when their friends began driving them around, rules changed when they began driving. I lost some friends along the way, because I didn't like that they allowed drinking in their homes, regardless of taking the keys away or not. I wouldn't do it with their kids, I didn't want them to do it with mine. We never allowed partys at our home, and they had to call to let us know when someone was over (even senior year in HS). I still to this day am on both their cases, one is 28, the other 19. They don't live with me, but I still remind them ALL the time about what I expect from them. I treated them both the same, my son was a bit easier because he spent half his life at school or on the field or at work. I drove my daughter crazy when I did not know where she was. She was always testing me.
Parents, my advice. Always know where your kids are, who they are with. You can't stop them from getting into trouble, but you can surely remind them of the consequences...all of the consequences. Don't ever take the attitude, not my child, he/she wouldn't do that. As much as you want to trust them, while they are vulnerable teens, don't trust them. They will dislike you for it, but thank you someday. Even as they become adults, you have to remind them of what you expect from them as responsible adults, don't just assume they know. This is the greatest gift you can give to your children. Remember that your child lives in the present,not the past or the future. They just don't know how to see the forest from the trees.
I lost two cousins when I was younger, one to cancer, one to sustance abuse. I still see the pain in my aunts eyes today because of the loss, even after 30+ years.
Thanks for listening.
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PAW...good words at a good time...thanks! 14

"When Desire and Ability meet up with Opportunity"...we use these sayings as positive reenforcements to our kids...but they can also be negative, as in your example. My example...a very talented former travel ball teammate of my son's (9th grade)...hanging around the wrong crowd, didn't make grades to continue baseball..."allegedly" seen recently at an amusement center with a gun in his pants. Eek
These are the potential headlines we don't wish to see. Frown
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"Trust" has such a floating definition.

Do I trust my teenagers, yes...no..yes...no.

Do I have different rules for my 16 yr old daughters than I did for my 16 yr old son. Yes.

Do they trust me in my judgment. Yes...no..yes...no

They will not always listen, but I would be a bad parent for not letting my side be heard loud and clear.

TPM, I hear you loud and clear.
Great post TP Mom. The HS that my son attends seem to lose one or two a year for a very long time. They decided that on prom nights and graduation nights that they would have a "lock-in" since this was when most of the fellow students were in accidents and passed away from them. They have done this for the past ten years and last year was the first that a student did not die from a car accident.

But it's a great reminder just how cherised our kids are.
TPM,
Boy do we sound alike....I am so hated at times by my children that I feel like an ogre...all 3 have cell phones...you do not answer I come looking....cars...I hate cars...had many friends killed when growing up due to drinking and driving...to this day, and my children are 26, 24 and 20, I hound them...my daughters work till late at night...I demand a call prior to them leaving...I have it timed on how long it takes to go from door to door....if they are late I call...no answer... the witch climbs on her broom and goes off like a shot...young ladies, alone, going out to a car that has been parked for hours can be an enticement to some evil minds...I do not go to bed till everyone is in...I always have a conversation when they arrive to determine level of coherency...many have said I should let go...let them make mistakes...give them space...and most of those who were my strongest critics have children on a fast track to nowhere...can I shield them from all things...no...but when I lie down at night(usually late) I know I can peacefully go to sleep
My son just went to the Winter Formal, and I thought the group of kids he went with all did something that was a very good idea ...

About 30 kids (15 couples) got together and organized a picture taking session in a local park, then all went over to a private home where some moms cooked a big dinner for all the kids. They then drove just a couple blocks to their high school and parked in the parking lot, then they all climbed into a chartered bus that took them to the dance (and back) that was located about 15 miles away. When they got back, the kids only had to drive the 1-2 miles from the school to their homes.
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Catchermom,
I guess that is why you and I are friends (birds of a feather....).
At homecoming and prom the klds go to one location to take a bus.
But it is not those times that concerned us, we knew where they were and what they were doing, it's all those other nights I was the mom from h**l!
TPM, This is an excellent post. As adults most of us understand that life is fragile, but teenagers often do not.

My daughter was in 8th grade last year and lost a classmate to a shooting. By all accounts, this young lady was a "good" kid. She and another girl were talking to two older boys in or near the boy's car. These boys had reportedly robbed a woman at gunpoint at a local mall. When one of the girls saw the gun and made a comment, one of the boys picked up the gun and shot this 13 year old in the head. This was a horrible tragedy for my daughter's school, the kid's friends, and obviously her family. I still think about this mom and how she must feel.

I in no way place blame on the girls or any victim, but our kids do need to remember that sometimes they can make choices to keep themselves out of harm's way. It's unfortunate when they learn this lesson through a car wreck, a shooting, or some other loss of life.
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One thing about this great game of baseball is the common ground it gives us to share with our children and just the shear amount of time we spend around each other. From this I find that we often have an opportunity to discuss other events and challenges in a teen's life, and how they find themselves coping with them. A tragic event occurred just last week to a friend of mine, that I ended up discussing at length with my son.

I received a phone call last week that an old high school & college friend of mine had found his teenage son dead from a suicide ... a son that was very close in age to my eldest son.

I couldn't even begin to grasp the scope of pain and grief he was feeling ... and I was also saddened and guilt-laden that our friendship had grown distant and disconnected over the years as we were both absorbed in our own busy daily lives and families on opposite coasts. I felt somehow lost, and grieving for more than his loss of a son, but also that our friendship wasn't what it once was ... I was saddened that I couldn't somehow call upon the depth of a stonger relationship to lend him more comfort than just a voice from a distant shore and our common past. I found myself wishing that I had taken the time over the years to be a better friend, and more engaged in his life and that of his family, even from a distance. Even a simple phone call every few months while sitting between double-headers could have somehow made some small difference today. Any words I had seemed woefully inadequate to me ... all I could do was convey our family's prayers and heartfelt support.

My friend Ray's only request: "Please hug your children for me and value every moment with them"

After that, chastising my son about cleaning his room seemed somehow insignificant. I realized just how fortunate I am to simply be able to hug my children. I'm fortunate to have a young man who has dreams of his own making, knows right from wrong, and drives himself every day to achieve his own goals ... despite all the typically annoying things that come with the teen years.

I sat in the dark for awhile just trying to gain some perspective on my own life from this tragedy, and I realized that I need to be more circumspective and have a broader vision of the everyday things that happen in our lives ... to not make big problems out of truly little things ... the messy bedroom, the stack of smelly baseball clothes I find in the back of my son's car when he's running around the house looking for something clean to wear to a game, when he ran over our mailbox with his car and announced that night that he had had a "little problem" earlier in the day ... I realize the wisdom of the words spoken by my friend Ray, words that came at such an enormous personal cost. In time, I hope to re-establish that friendship with Ray, and someday, maybe I can find a way to comfort him and repay him in some small way for that simple but important message.

Please pray for Ray Romero and his family, and for their beloved son Matthew.
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Phonesteele,
I was glad that you were able to share your thoughts with us. I dove by the scene of the accident twice today (right around the corner from my house) and I saw all of the kids standing around, TV trucks still covering the story.
One of the boys in the hospital died this afternoon, making the death toll 5. This seems to be more and more of an occurance these days, it is so sad.
It's times like these that we learn not to get so upset about the everyday things in life that can be aggravating. But it is times like these that we have to remind ourselves that we have to make sure that we are invloved in our kids lives, not just with baseball, but everything else they do.
TPM

Very sad story, one that gives us pause to consider the consequences of risky behavior.

But to be honest I can remember when I was young I didn't consider the consequences of going out with my friends and having a drinking party. Part of the fun of it is to get away from having your parents find out what you're up to.

Teenagers and young adults haven't changed one bit in all these years, when it comes to testing their wings. We all went through it in some form or fashion, though during the time that I was a teenager their wasn't anything like MADD.

The truth is we can't stop our kids from doing stupid things, but we can help them understand that idle activiteis out of time creates boredom, and boredom gets them into trouble.

We can not absolve anyone from death, as it is part of life. But we can be there for those who experince it in their lives to offer comfort and solace in support of their grief stricken situation.

I just attended two funerals and they are never expected. That's the real tragedy of death. Some it takes after you've lived a full life, but sometimes it takes the youngest and most alive amongst us.
All good posts, and I'm sure we all have a tragedy to share. MINE:
We lost my 17 YO nephew last year in similar circumstances...3 boys in a car going too fast, too late at night. Driver/no seatbelt/BAC=0.018/DEAD, passenger #1/seatbelt/major injuries/BAC = 0, nephew/no seatbelt/BAC=0/DEAD!!! We will never know what the hell he was doing at 4 am in a car driven by a kid that must have been visibly drunk. He wasn't drinking, so why was he with him??? Why no seastbelt?? Why did he sneak out after my brother went to bed? We'll never know. But being the "parent from hell" can many times give a kid reason to pause. I know as a kid, most of the things I refrained from doing were due to the knowledge of what lie in store for me if I was caught. I knew right from wrong, but I also knew the "Wrath of Dad"...it was a strong deterent. I'm strongly with "The Moms" here - make 'em call when they get there, call when they leave, call when they're home [if you aren't home too]. It's also about respect - they might not like it, but it's our house, and our rules. Junior driving license mandates 11pm curfew "But can't I stay out a little later - so and so is?" "GREAT - let them take you home - you get stopped after 11 for a taillight out, or rolling a stop sign - guess what - you don't have a valid license - so TOUGH!!" Want to stay out late, etc when you are away at school - fine - but back home, it is still our rules, our curfew. Your cell phone is for emergencies and being able to stay in contact with home, its sole purpose is not to be an instrument on entertainment and social arrangement [HAH!!].
I just read this entire thread and am having these exact problems with my son. I have printed this out and will force him to read it tonight. from now on he will follow my rules. I just remembered who the dad was.And I have the wrinkles and the headaches to prove it. I will be getting less sleep from now on but I'll find a way to get by.

Thank you all for your stories and lessons.
Now off to war I go.
Well defined rules consistently enforced work well. The down side of getting their drivers license and starting to drive is the sudden expansion of freedom and vast amount of trouble they can get into with a 4000+ lb deadly weapon. The up side of getting their drivers license is that you have a very powerful tool for enforcing your rules.

I put it to my son this way: I own the car, you just get the privilege to drive it so long as you abide by the rules of this house. Violate those rules and the keys go in my pocket. I drove you to games when you were seven, I can do it again when you're seventeen. When you can pay for your own car, your own room and board, you can then make your own rules. The car is to get you to/from school and to/from baseball events ... your two jobs ... EVERYTHING else is at our discretion, so play by the rules and life will be good ... break the rules and the only person who suffers is you.

If other parents let their kids stay out until the early morning hours, or don't know where their kids are ... well those aren't your parents, we are, and you always notify us of where you are going and what you are doing. If this is done diligently and responsibly, you'll discover that we're very flexible, reasonable, and permit you significant freedoms. Curfew: You are either physically in this house by curfew, or if you plan on staying the night at a friend's house, you ask well before curfew, it has to be at the house of someone we personally know well, and I want a phone call confirming you're there for the duration of the night, because I will be talking to their parents ... so any creative obfuscation will be discovered quickly ... remember, keys-in-my-pocket. Exceptions to these rules can be negotiated on a case-by-case basis, e.g., Prom, etc., ... in advance. No post-facto negotiations, only post-facto loss of privileges.

And ... we will always, eventually find out anything you 'forgot' to tell us, so do it the easy way and just tell us.

We've had very little need to repeat this conversation.
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