If I had a dollar for each time Cheyenne lamented – “Why can’t you just own a hair salon or something? Why do you have to be in emergency management?” – I would have a fist full of dollars. It comes up every single time I reference anything about her safety or security. I am, according to Cheyenne, incredibly unreasonable, overprotective, and too focused on risk. Hello! The recognition and reduction of risk is my business.
The most recent utterance of the lament was the day after her 14th birthday when I told her she would not be rushing into getting her permit and driving. She did not appreciate all the teen driving stats I rattled off. She did not jump at the opportunity to read all the things about creating safer teen drivers that I have collected. She did not think it was funny when I said she could drive when I could afford to buy her a Hummer.
Well, I was just kidding about the Hummer…sort of. I do want her in the most indestructible vehicle there is – I would prefer a tank if it was an option. I do not think I am much different from other parents. I think most parents want to do what they can to keep their kids safe. It is a delicate dance – allowing them to grow up and make some of their own decisions and still exercising some control to protect them.
But Cheyenne thinks she knows it all and my dance in her mind is anything but delicate – it is gawky, awkward, and the result of her mother being in emergency management. Oh, the injustices in life! If only I owned a hair salon, Cheyenne’s life would be so much better…and maybe then I could afford that Hummer. 😉
Day one thousand three hundred and sixty-six of the new forty – obla di obla da