“I want to quit battle of the books. They’re too demanding, there’s not enough time to read the books, and it’s not fun anymore. Also, here’s a permission slip for mural club. I really want to do that.”
Here’s the deal. I’m raising the generation after the much disliked generation of millenials. The generation that I technically fall into, but really, do NOT lump me into the millenial generalization.
Generation Z are my children. But so help me, they will also be different. They will not get lumped into a stereotype. They will be hard workers, they will not be entitled, they will not be selfish, and last but surely not least, they will not quit because something is hard and not fun anymore.
Today those qualities have resulted in me getting the worst mom of the year award. Again.
“No Liz. You’re not quitting battle of the books and adding on mural club this year. You made a committment to BoB in September and you will ride it out, work hard, and finish the battles this spring. If you’d like to join mural club next year and skip BoB that’s fine, but you’re not quitting mid year.”
“You don’t get it mom! The deadlines are impossible, you even have to take a test to even battle this year, and it’s not fun anymore!”
“The point wasn’t solely to have fun Liz, deadlines are frequently not possible, and tests will be a part of the rest of your life. This is a lesson for you to work through. It will prepare you for a future of deadlines, tests, and not fun things.”
“AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!! Mom you DON’T get it! I dont need to know those things now, this was suppose to just be a fun after school thing. And now you’re making me cry!!”
For. The. Love. Of. ALL. THE. FREAKING. THINGS.
I’m taking the night off from momming you guys. Dad’s in charge. May God be with him.
Also, I need some reassurance that in fifteen to twenty years I will get an apology and thanks for raising someone different.