Teen mom's and their Babies Daddy!
They meet, part 2 of Teen mom's and their mother.
They meet, they court, and make me a grandma at 46!
I’m not sure were they met exactly. I know they went to school together. That’s pretty much the extent of it. I remember the first time I met him, Mandy had asked me if we could go out for chinese food with a couple of her friends. My first reaction was " I’m not paying for everyone! " Single mom here, not a lot of money! “ They have money mom, “ she whined. “ Fine.” We planned to meet her friends at the restaurant. I was very surprised to see it was two boy’s we were meeting, Jr and his friend. Dinner was quite comical. Mandy has never had very good table manners, not for lack of our trying. Her father and I had alway’s teased her about future dates and table etiquette. Always warning her if she didn’t change her ways her first dinner date probably would think she was raised by a family who didn’t know what utensil’s were, or how to drink without spilling, and quite possibly not call her for a second date. ( Unfortunately we didn't get that lucky! ) Watching her try to sit still and not spill anything or drool while chewing was challenging. But, she managed to not embarrass herself too much. I was impressed when the bill came and Jr spoke up and declared he was paying for Mandy’s meal. I’m such a mushy mom I exclaimed awwww it’s your first “ real “ date! OMG was written all over her face.
That was probably the nicest thing Jr has ever done for my daughter through out their courtship. I may be exaggerating just a little, I’m sure there may have been a couple of other times but for some reason us mom’s can’t seem to remember them. Probably because they are far and few between.
Mandy and Jr’s relationship in the beginning seemed typical for a couple of 14 year olds. Talking on the phone for hours, AIM chats, and of course thousands of text messages. They held hands in the halls and ate lunch together in the cafeteria. Hung out after school and on weekends, and they argued... Oh boy did they argue! They fought about typical things as well as the bizarre. I would often talk with Amanda about their relationship, how they talked to each other, their lack of trust, how boys and girls tick. I talked and she rolled her eyes, I apparently knew nothing about boys or being in love. When I was growing up I dated my fare share of looser’s as we all did, however, I wasn’t allowed to determine for myself when to kick these looser’s to the curb. My mother did it for me. Not because I didn’t have the rocks to, but because she would grow impatient watching them miss treating me and me choking on there bad behavior. As a result of never really falling on my face and making good decisions for myself, I fell victim of needing someone else’s opinion whenever faced with difficult decisions. Of course I didn’t want to be like “ my mom,” I was going to be the “ cool “ mom, looking back now, I’m not very bright, my mom on the other hand had the right idea! So what if I need to ask for help when buying a car or need to run it by a close friend first, nothing s wrong with that. Instead I wanted Mandy to make her own decisions, learn from her own mistakes. I had hoped she would be strong enough to say enough is enough when she realized it was time to move on. Yet, 4 years later, I'm still waiting! Now that she has a child with him, I guess I will be waiting until my grandson turns 18!