Mommy has a trip hammer...
...daddy has a slow fuse.
All she, Mommy, heard me say was baby bought a pack of smokes and that I did NOT instantly rip her a new one. It's like Full Metal Jacket and she's Drill Seargent: "Why are you NOT stomping the GUTS out of BABY RIGHT NOW??? WHY are you just STANDING THERE? WHY are you STUPID? WHERE are you FROM? MARYLAND??? Only TWO things come from Maryland, GOOD parents like ME and BAD parents like YOU..."
I had a CONVERSATION with Baby, the one who's finding her way far from home. She doesn't get enough sleep, she'd still rather have Tiramisu than veggies and she's up to her eyeballs in work AND she's in NYC, playground of the world.
Right now, having a smoke suddenly has a huge appeal; the same appeal we all like about smoking; TAKE 5. SMOKE BREAK. STOP WORLD FOR JUST A SEC.
We talked about how busy she is, the stress, what's going on this summer, when are we coming to see her again, how exciting it all is, her grades, roomies, losing her pals as studio ends next month and she loses her 'yellows', how her budget is going, school expenses, how expensive smokes are ($7) how she's not chaining but trying to be frugal about a non frugal habit, etc.
I can always yell at her later. Just seemed like a good time to listen and chat a bit.
Baby DOES miss us and DOES need some bundling. Hell, she came home a few weekends ago. This is how she does, how she's always done. She doesn't call and say 'Hey mom, yell at me a bit so I feel safe and protected", she says "Hey pop, would you mind getting mom to call and yell at me a bit so I feel safe and protected?". She knows EVERY word to me goes to mom.
It makes her feel safe and protected this way. She likes to be ready when mommy has some bundling to do!