Last year, she supposedly had a class once a week that was supposed to be directing them towards their freshman work for their culminating project. She didn't get any information for it at all last year. I spoke to the counselor this year, and she told me to go online and look at the requirements and the break down and then we can see what she needs to complete this year.
Okay, lets get real. I understand this is my daughter's senior project, but what 15 year old is really going to plan for something that won't happen for three years?
I don't even know why I woke up thinking about it this morning. I guess I'm anticipating more information coming my way for me to help my daughter eventually get out of school. God knows, we want them to get out of school and move away, but I really don't want to go to 10th grade this year like I felt I went to 9th grade last year.
I'm struggling with not wanting to be the boss anymore; telling her when to go to bed, when to get up, when to do her homework, and on and on, and where my responsibility ends as a parent to direct her. There is a fine line between "assisting" them and doing it for them. So far I've managed to stay on my side of the line, but it's very hard to do when they just want to have fun.
I think households with teenagers should be like assisted living facilities they have for elderly people. At some assisted living facilities they have a floor for people who can still take care of themselves, but just can't be alone. Then as they age and maybe get sicker, they move to a floor where they are able to move around a bit, but need help with their basic needs. Then if they get really sick, they move to a floor where someone does everything for them.
Our households with teenagers should be like that except opposite. When they are babies they need help with everything; when they are toddlers they can walk but need to be fed; when they are adolescents they can feed themselves, but need the food and housing provided; then when they are teens, they can move to the far end of the house, live their own lives, and let us know if they need anything; then after they are done with school, they'll just be gone. With this method, they would gradually get used to depending on themselves and maybe forget there are parental units to do their bidding. It would be a tall house with them starting at the top and working their way down each floor until they were at the front door.
Hmm? It might be too late for my kids, but I wonder if I can get a patent on this house?