My New Years Eve Nightmare

I just read Kelly’s post this morning about her eight year old son having a girlfriend. She talked about how kids are doing things earlier these days. Which brings me to my nightmare. Let me tell you about my New Years Eve…

My oldest son turned fifteen on the 31st. My husband and I decided to let our son have some friends over to celebrate. We even told him that his girlfriend could come. So we ended up having three of his guy friends over, my fifteen year old niece, his girlfriend and one of his friend’s girlfriend. My fun has only just begun.

We have a finished basement and that is where the little party was. I wanted to give my son his space and not be overbearing. I found my first excuse to head on downstairs and check things out. There on the couch sat my son with his babe and his friend with his babe. The others were hanging out and eating. I thought they were sitting a little too close with there arms around each other but no big deal. Yeah right.

Back upstairs now we here the door in the basement open and they head outside. This is our chance to turn out the lights in our room and see what they were doing. Yes spying. I will never forget the look on my husband’s face as he looked out the window and I am sure he will not forget mine. My son had his hands all over his babe and his friend was now in a total make out session.

We didn’t know what to do. How do we handle this. My twelve year old son and 10 year old daughter were outside also. They were getting a show. We called our son in and told him to tell his friend to cool it with the making out.

The next time we headed downstairs was the last because I never went back up. My son was practically laying on top of his girl on the couch and his friend was so into making out that they didn’t even stop when they saw me. Was I in the twilight zone?

Don’t get me wrong, I understand the whole kissing thing but not in front of the parents. I tried to make light of the situation and asked if they needed chapstick. They still didn’t move. To my relief the girls phone rang and it was her mom saying she was waiting outside. Both girls got up and left without even a glance at me. No goodbye, nothing.

I am new to this so I am learning. I used this to teach my other kids what not to do. I wish I could rewind a few years and take some classes on how to handle teenagers! Help!