Perhaps it’s time for us to have that little chat…
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Happy Bday to the Kat. And my sympathies to you, sir. Mine are 15 and 12 and … well, ’nuff said.
But I am sure you will do better than dear old Dad in the video. LOL
Oh, you poor man. Make sure you have plenty of adult beverages on hand for the de-brief: it’s not gonna be pretty
Wish the young lady a happy birthday from us, sir.
Happy Birthday to the Kat!
One word and one body language of advice, Lex. We didn’t allow any one of our three young ladies to say “whatever” nor roll their eyes during this so very important visit. Over-all we had a successful and mostly wonderful time with them and now they’re all making us proud!
I’m sure Kat will do the same for you!!!
Happy Birthday to the Kat!
Dang, those guys were funny! I can’t quit giggling. If you’re using this as an example, maybe you should let Mrs. Lex do the honors.
Alas, poor father! Time and tide, and all that “will not wait” stuff.
This is a very dangerous time in which to grow up, and so I wish you the very best in your conversation.
Happy Birthday, Kat! May your life be filled with joy and accomplishment. Your father’s long periods of absences have been spent to ensure that you have the opportunity to flourish and achieve your full potential.
And, thank you Lex, for giving us all that opportunity (and also for reminding me just how funny Peter and Dudley were).
I was warned never to get married and if I did never to have small children. Too late. They’ve all turned into teenagers, Aiieeeeee!!!
Happy Birthday to Kat!
My eldest just became a teenager. In four years I will have three of them. I told someone the other day… “I don’t think I can do this.” And I’m serious. I really don’t think I have the stomach for it.
Is that because you remember your own adolescence, Bou?
Oh, the things me mother never knew …
God bless you and the Hobbit!
Happy birthday to her! Fourteen wasn’t as bad as 13, for me, and things just got better from there.
Happy birthday to the Kat! Just think, in two years she’ll be wrecking the car.
Good luck, Lex. FWIW, given the quality of the Kat’s parents, I’d bet good money she’ll turn out to be a fine young lady.
Lex,
Thank for tutorial. I myself was unsure how I would handle the lesson when it falls to me to give the speech. You’ve armed me with both the facts and a reasonable approach on the method.
Can 15 year olds get a motorcycle learners permit here in California?
Young lady and blogchild! A most happy to you!
I passed the duty on having that little chat with my two daughters on to my wife. Your mileage on that question may vary. But my own experience as a fumbling teenage Lothario of the type that I wouldn’t want around my daughters taught me one thing. The girls who were most vulnerable to my adolescent efforts were those who either didn’t have a father (death or divorce etc.) or who were unsure that their father cared for them.
As life moved along I had daughters rather than sons–but by the time I was 19 I’d figured out that if I had daughters, they’d doggone sure know that their daddy loved them. I got lucky and things seemed to work out okay. And everything that I’ve read about Lex and the Hobbit and their daughter suggests that things will work out okay for them.
Of course there are a string of boyfriends and a couple of proms and some broken hearts–of both boys and girls–ahead of you Lex. It’ll be quite a trip. Enjoy it.
I remember the Little Chat I was given…
“Do you know how?”
“Yes.”
“Do you know how not to?”
“Yes.”
“Good. Never do the former until you’re married and have a steady job. Now go do chores and I want the Jensen farm ready before you come home tonight.”
Ya know, he really made it easy on me. I thought he was going to discuss what sort of car would make me look cool and allow me to pick up girlz and all that. Instead. I got to go on dates in the pickup and had work aplenty to prevent dates, and the pickup was always somehow needed whenever I had a date in mind.
The old man was smarter than I gave him credit for…
— Max
Happy Birthday to Kat!
…and prayers for Lex.
Because you may think the Biscuit gave you an education along with the gray hairs, but somehow I suspect the Kat has brand new lessons to teach. That’s always the way it is…
I think you could be on to something there, FbL. Being the youngest, I found that my brother had somewhat paved the way for me. Wore poor Mom out, I think.
“Where are you going?”
“Out”.
“When will you be back?”
“Later.”
And Mike, I have to agree with your comments on girls and the effects of not having a Dad around. I think it leaves you looking for male affection. In an innocent enough way. Without realizing how quickly that innocence can end. Yeah, something tells me that the Kat (and the Biscuit) should turn out all right. Lucky girls.
Lex …
Cautious congratulations on having a bright, beautiful daughter reach her 14th birthday. Yes, The Talk looms. The Hobbit, of course, will have her own Talk with the Kat. Mothers always do. But Dad’s Talk is equally important, if Kat is to try to understand the male mind in all its teenage glory. Looking back from my present, somewhat decrepit old age, I can dimly remember some really fascinating and outrageous arguments presented to me by young men as to why I should surrender to their enthusiastic lovemaking. They range from “this will only take a minute” [ which at that age is probably fairly accurate] to “I just want to hold you” [patently untrue] to “if that stuff backs up my spine it could kill me” [which is the most original argument I ever heard].
Of course, these specious arguments are all from my own youth. And things may be different today, but not by much, I’ll wager. “Plus ca change” and all that.
Good luck. This is only the beginning.
Marianne
Congrats, Lex… and Happy Birthday to The Kat. I join the others in wishing you good luck on “the chat.”
And Marianne… thanks for making me wince. I think.
Hee hee, Marianne…Those arguments sound familiar. There was also the doubling over and moaning in pain. Not sure if that one was original or if the idea is passed down from cad to cad.
14. Hm. About time to brush up on your marksman skills at the firing range, lex. And keep the gun conveniently out for cleaning whenever a young gentleman comes to call.
My two would provide enemy intel briefs on the lawn before the “temps” came in to meet “the old man” …smart girls and I didn’t have to remove too many ball-caps. Once I observed them practicing a proper handshake…I could have died in blissful peace at that moment.
Quoth Marianne, “if that stuff backs up my spine it could kill me.”
Never tried that one myself, my daughter will respond with, “If it does it may kill you. If it doesn’t my father will kill you. Getting lucky just took on a whole new meaning, huh?”
God help me, I have met the enemy and she is my daughter’s date, I am the accomplice, and I’m selling out my own.
Worth it. We horny teenaged guys were scum.
— Max
Chiming in a little late, but Happy Birthday to the Kat. My own youngest, a boy, will turn 15 on July 14th.
The talk with him was easy. Don’t touch a girl with any part or your body you’re not willing to lose. he thought I was joking.
My middle child, a daughter, will be 19 on July 11th. She pretty much thinks she knows everything. Her mother had one side of the talk with her early on, but I gave her the “Boys only want one thing, and if they get it, you’ll get it,” talk.
Happy birthday to the little lady and, maybe, future Aviatrix!
Say, Tom, did the lasses also brief the ‘Temps’ on proper military alignment and that pants were meant to be worn at the waist line? If you’re gonna do it, do it right!