The Naughty Life

Hearing Your Parents Getting After It

posted by Heather February 12, 2017 0 comments

Maya took her ACT’s today! Opened the car door when I picked her up and says, “Welp, looks like I’m not going to college.” High 5.

NAILED it.

Self defense seminar with the older kids at CFNE. Tony Blauer demonstrating his skills.

No one likes blind taste testing more than Ben. Takes it so seriously.

Jonah being SO GOOD babysitting at home on a Saturday night while studying and doing his homework.

We went out for dinner last night with about 16 friends of ours.  Naturally, we got into one of those hysterical conversations when you can’t believe you’re talking about something in public with other people.  Now, I have a strict policy about never referencing “bedroom talk” on this blog; I have too many close relatives, fellow school parents, and friends of my kids’ reading this thing to even bring it up.

But, since there were so many people involved in the conversation and, therefore, no way to figure out who said what, I’ll share part of it because it was just too funny to not share.

We got on the topic of kids hearing their parents “in the bedroom” in the middle of the night.  Total nightmare, right?  I mean, even if you’re a parent, most of us have lived with our own parents at some point and either thought about how much of a nightmare it would be to hear them…or, worst case…actually did hear them in the act.

It’s sort of a weird thing, when you think about it.  I mean, you know your parents have done it at least one time in their lives…because that’s how you were conceived.  And, you know that they’re likely doing it on at least a fairly regular basis.  So, it always cracks me up to see people’s reactions when you reference their parents getting after it.

Talk about feeling trapped, though.  Right?  I mean, imagine what it’s like for a poor kid who’s trying to sleep at night and they start hearing…THAT.

But, what are parents supposed to do?  How are they supposed to know when they’re in the clear?  Are they supposed to meet at some motel on their lunch hour so they don’t traumatize their kids?

And, are they all supposed to talk about it when it happens?  Like, you all meet up in the kitchen the next morning and what are you supposed to do?

“So, how’d you sleep?”

Or, just don’t even ask because the parents know the kid heard them because their door mysteriously slammed shut in the middle of the whole episode?

Or, is it better to just get it out in the open somehow with a light-hearted, “So, did you hear me having that asthma attack last night?”  All while everyone knowing that everyone else knew exactly what the noise was.

Man alive, the whole topic cracks me up.  It’s so funny thinking about how it’s all happening all the time, nobody wants to talk about it, and it’s never going to get better.

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