Sunday, November 01, 2009

A Huge First

If you follow me on Twitter, you know that last night was a big night for me.

If you don't follow me on Twitter, well, I don't blame ya. I probably wouldn't follow me either. But I digress.

Last night was the first time I met my only daughter's boyfriend.

This was the scenario. My daughter, young (15 y.o.) Galadriel Tanqueray Onassis, her friend Chrissy, my daughter's boyfriend Johnny and his friend Jerry, were coming to my house on Halloween to watch movies while I fixed tacos for dinner.

All in all, the evening went very well.

Johnny seems about as harmless as any 16 year old boy with a driver's license, guaged ears, a crooked hat, who plays guitar in a band (but can't name The Beatles), and who is sitting in my living room on my couch with his arm draped around my daughter's shoulders with his left hand dangling dangerously close to where it shouldn't be dangling.


Actually, I think I handled things as well as can be expected. I didn't embarrass her (too much) despite making many unannounced and random trips downstairs to an incrementally less illuminated living room.

There are more lights on downstairs when I'm asleep then there were while they were watching movies!

Still, the boys left by 11 and the girls spent the night here.

This morning I got word that Johnny and Jerry think I'm funny and my tacos were delicious. Which GTO of course hates. All of her friends think I'm cool and funny and she can't stand that. Which amuses me greatly.

Don't get me wrong. I'm not stupid.

Are my daughter and I best friends? Absolutely.

Have I relinquished my roll as a Parent? Oh hellz no!

What I have been doing for the past 15 years is cultivating a relationship of openess. I want her to know that we can talk about ANYTHING without me having some melodramatic meltdown.

Because in that environment, when I DO have to throw down the Father Card and say "that's not going to happen and this is why", I have a lot more credibility and she takes me much more seriously.

It's my theory of Gravitational Parenting.

It's not very well thought out, it has absolutely no grounding in science and it has never been proven to work because I'm just making this shit up as I go along like everybody else.

But so far, so good.


m.v. said...

little Beatles quiz should be mandatory

emawkc said...

Johnny? Johnny?! Ah crap man, I don't know if that's a nom de blog to protect the "innocent" but all you had to do was add "top student at the Cobra Kai dojo" and the list of liabilities would have been complete.

My advice: Sweep the leg.