Dating My Son:: Motherhood Monday

I promise I haven't intentionally neglected my little blog, but every time I sit down at the computer I get sucked into Pinterest, Facebook or Twitter (and usually all 3 at the same time).   Plus, if I get an idea for a post it's gone by the time I attempt to write it down.  Forgetful, much??   I'd like to think it's the kids sucking my brain cells out and not the fact I'm now over 30.  

In an attempt to get back into the swing of blogging and not to lose more readers, I thought it best to get SOMETHING up here today.  

This post originally ran over at Neely's from A Complete Waste of Make-Up for her theme of 5 Do's & a Don't.   It is still one of my favorite guest posts I've been privileged to write so I wanted to share it here as well.   Original post link

DATING MY SON

When Neely asked if I would write a post for her, of course I said yes.  Not only because I love her little space of blogland, but also  because I feel like I owe her one.  You see, we were room mates at Blissdom last year and she was unfortunate enough to share a bed with me.  I possibly kicked her a few times, tried pushing her out of the bed and stole her covers.  OOPS!



DO'S and DONT'S of dating my son

There are many posts and articles about taking care of daddy's little girl, but what about momma's boy? Since my oldest kids are of the male persuasion, they're my first experience into being the mother of a teen-who-dates.
And if you have a teenager daughter that wants to date them:: here are a few guidelines of my expectations.


DO use manners at my house. Please, thank-you, ma'am and sir go along way.

DO be prepared to spend time with the whole family at my house. No girls allowed upstairs so you're stuck in the family room.

DO expect my son to open your door, pull out your chair, pay for your movie/meal/date. I'm raising a gentleman. I have high expectations for him. You should too.

DO realize that however you feel about him-- puppy LOVE-- he was my son a long time before he was your boyfriend.

DO remember you're a young lady and; not walking the street for a job--- wear age appropriate clothes that covers your decency. And no, that doesn't mean dressing like grandma but if I see panties sticking out of your jeans or boobs hanging out of your shirt? The time spent with my son will be limited

DONT break his heart. There's nothing worse than a mother being protective over her baby. And if you decide it's not working out, do the right thing and tell him IN PERSON not via text or Facebook