Call me MEAN MAMA!

They call me.....Mean & tell me I am strick, too overprotective & too involved. What do I think? I think they are right. Yea, when I don't do what they want or give into every little whim, I guess you could say that is mean. I must know where they are, who they are with, talk to parents if I have to when I drop them off, no they can't go with just any one until I know the situation, no you can't hang out if there aren't parents home, no you can't have all your friends in the car until 6 months after you have had a drivers license, YEP call me overprotective. Yes you have to clean your room, pick up your clothes & help clean the bathrooms. Yes you have to help unload the dishwasher and fold your own clothes, yes you either have to help with dinner or help cleaning up after, YEP...call me strick. I will get to know your friends & their parents & where they live, YES I will keep up with your grades and hold you NOT YOUR TEACHER responsible when homework is not done. I will come to conferences and find out what I need to about your behavior and NO I don't always believe you until I get all the facts. Yes I will be at every track meet and football game. I will be in the crowd when you sign your graduation agreement, or get inducted into BETA, I will be the one yelling the loudest when you run out onto that football field for the first time or hit your first home run. I will be sitting in the car sweating bullets when the cuts for the soccer team is made and the first to kiss you square in the month when you make it! I will get in the bed with you in the middle of the night when you are sick and will sit up until I hear the car coming in the driveway after you have attended a party in the pouring down rain. I will roll my eyes when you have a girlfriend that you "go with" but I will be the one sitting in the front seat driving you to the movies. YEP folks I am way to involved and not afraid to say it....Mama always said that you never pay for your raising until you raise your own, boy was she right. I am not afraid to say that I am all of these things and as my kids would say more. I want to be my boys friend but God gave them to me to raise, and to me that means teaching them to be responsible, law abiding, self sufficient, well behaved young men. Am I perfect? Well maybe just a little, JK (Just kiddin..JEEZZZ..I can hear some of you now) anywhoo....I make tons of mistakes each and everyday but the proof is in the puddin'. I have good kids, they have yet to rip my heart out or call me to bail them out of jail. I am proud to be a MEAN, STRICK, OVERPROTECTIVE, TOO INVOLVED MAMA....someone better report me to the cops!