Just Another Parenting Fail
- April 11, 2017
- Theresa Bertuzzi
My oldest son turned fifteen and has been dying to start a part time job. A friend of ours offered him a position working for a few hours on Saturdays and then a few days a week this summer in an auto parts warehouse. He basically gets an order slip for a list of auto parts, goes through the warehouse collecting the parts, and then runs them up to the front. He is a big boy and very strong so this is a great job to keep him in shape for football season.
Now that he is getting pay cheques it was time to open his first savings account. We booked him in at the bank for an appointment to open his account and Danny and I went with him to sign any paper work that he needed signed. I promised myself that I would sit quietly and let him do everything himself and even gave Danny a lecture before going on how we needed to just sit silently and let him do this independently, without his parents butting in. Too which he obnoxiously rolled his eyes and laughed which is code for “I’m not the one we have to worry about here!”
I did so well letting him try this on his own. I stayed silent and just listened. I didn’t “oohhhh” or “ahhhhh” when he signed his first paperwork. Even though it was so cute watching him slowly sign his name so perfectly. The schools are really dropping the ball on penmanship by the way. I even held off when the urge came over me to grab my phone and take a picture to capture the moment knowing that he would be humiliated. I was dying to grab that phone and snap a quick selfie with him and even fiddled with my phone to see if there was some way I could casually snap a picture without him noticing, but I controlled myself. I was completely silent and respectable right until the Financial Advisor setting up his account explained how he could just tap his bank card to pay. At which I slipped up and blurted out “now just be sure you don’t tap that all over town.” My slip up may have gone unnoticed if not for my wonderful husband who immediately started laughing as hard as he could saying “Tap That!!!” He was shaking he was laughing so hard, which of course sent the Financial Advisor into peals of laughter. It took me a minute to clue in on the joke but I knew I must have accidentally said something dirty if Danny was laughing that hard. My son was not only laughing but was beet red and had his head on the desk, shaking it side to side; obviously completely humiliated. Shoot! I tried so hard but what does he expect when he has me for a mom. At least one day when he is talking to his future therapist he will have lots to talk about. Sorry my baby, but I really am very proud of you.