<p>My Ds got a bit annoyed when they were going out when i would ask the transportation plan…we live in a house where the bus to get here is not so easy, on top of a steep hill, and people get lost so I ask…and with two Ds, and transporting them different places at different times, I ask…</p>
<p>Anyway, one night my oldest was at party near our house (she was spending the night) Suddenly at midnight, several kids said OMG, CURFEW…we need to get home, how do I get out of here…well, no cars, buses come about every hour at that point, and getting out of neighborhood it is really easy to get lost</p>
<p>So a boy offered to drive them all home, leaving the party, but no one but my D had a clue how to navigate our neighborhood, so she volunteered to help get the other teens home</p>
<p>She calls me at 12:30am, saying, “Why didn’t these kids have a plan, they knew they had a curfew, they knew the neighborhood was difficult to get out of, I am helping them get home becuase they are my friends and I don’t want them to get in trouble, but to have no clue as to what they were going to do at midnight, what were they thinking, and they can’t call mom and dad because they told them they had a way to get home, when they didn’t grrrrrrrr…I left a fun party cause they didn’t have a plan…”</p>
<p>It was music to my ears…now when I ask about transport, or say, don’t count on me tonight for a ride home, dad and I are going dancing, or to a movie, or such, she unerstands why I ask, and she makes a plan…</p>
<p>I told her when she called, I said, gosh, gee, golly, making plans…what a concept…</p>