The Benjamin Boys Aren’t Expecting This

I’m my father’s daughter…sometimes I forget how much alike we are…but sometimes it pops up at the most random times…

Aidan got in trouble today at Boys & Girls Club…regardless of how he misbehaves for me, he’s thought to be an angel by a lot of people…today he screwed up…and he knew it…

He was walked out my someone who works at the Club…and I had to sign a note stating that I understood what Aidan had done wrong…I immediately got very quiet…and very angry…

Aidan got into the car and immediately started quietly crying – this wasn’t sadness…this was nerves, pure and simple…even he knew this wasn’t going to be good for him…I told him we would talk about it when we got home…I have a feeling that was the longest five minutes of his life – good…

I knew what I was going to do for punishment…but I didn’t know how I was going to approach it with him…and I immediately wondered if all the stony silences my dad put me through were simply stall tactics – because that’s what I was using it for…but knowing that it was bothering Aidan actually helped…let him suffer a little and be worried about what I would do…he needed to worry…the Club doesn’t play – they will kick you out if you’re bad enough…and I’m tired of him not taking me seriously…

We got home…he was still crying…I was still silent…I got Sean settled, and then I had it out with Aidan…I never raised my voice…I never got in his face…I was serious, stony, and very non-Mom like with him…he understood that I was serious…

Did I get through to him?  I think so…Will he get in trouble again?  Not anytime soon…

Was I reminded that my dad’s blood courses through my veins?  Oh hell yeah…and even though he doesn’t understand it, now Aidan knows, too…

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About Michaela Mitchell

A few things come to mind easily when I think of myself - a mom, a friend, a daughter, a hard-worker. But there's so much more to me - and I just have to discover what it is.

Posted on June 12, 2012, in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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