Alex went to a bat mitzvah today for a camp friend out in Long Island. We gave her Danielle's cell phone and she took the train out by herself.
Call 1 - from Penn Station, double-checking which train to take on the LIRR
Call 2 - from the LIRR station to ask if it was okay to get in the car with a man who was not the father of the girl because even though the girl was with him, he was not the father but an uncle (yes)
Call 3 - from the girl's house, in the bathroom, to tell me the girl and her mother were screaming at each other and she felt very uncomfortable being there and wanted to leave
Call 4 - from the parking lot of the temple after the service to ask if it was okay to get in a car with a random relative to be driven to the reception with other camp friends (yes)
Call 5 - from the lobby of the reception place to tell me she didn't get kidnapped and that everybody else was giving the girl much bigger presents than she did and she's embarrassed and wants to come home
Call 6 - to tell me the uncle drove her back to the girl's house, she had a great time after all, the cake was amazing, she danced the whole time, and can she sleep over because the girl is having an after-party (yes)
Call 7 - to say good night and that the girl lent her a nightgown to wear and she brushed her teeth with her finger and asked the mom if she could hang her dress overnight so it wouldn't get wrinkled being folded up. And to reassure me she'll call as soon as she wakes up in the morning.
Seriously, we talked more today than we normally do when Alex is in the city. I don't know how she is going to function in high school next year. Days like today make her seem so immature.
1 comment:
Is it immature to need reassurance, want to check in with someone who cares, and get help determining whether certain situations are safe? Perhaps your personalities are simply different, or perhaps they were shaped differently by circumstances.
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