4 rules for dating my son. Daughters aren't the only ones who can make their parents nervous, says Scott Dunlop. 23 June By Scott Dunlop 1 Comment. Clearly, with teenagers in the house, dating happens. There is quite a bit of focus on the girls in this area, but not so much on the boys. Trust me. Editor's note: We have recently found out that the “Rules for Dating My Son” were taken from the blog of April Sopczak. It was a humorous take.
rules for dating my SON! :
Don't ever say, "If you love me you'll The 14 missed calls and 12 texts that show up on his phone make you look like a psycho.
- 1. BE A LADY
- 1. Before you date him, you’ll have to get past me.
- 2. If you text it, I may read it.
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Don't take it personally. Oh, and when this happens, please refer to rule 2. Act like a lady. I have raised my son to be a gentleman, and therefore, have prepared him to date a lady. Please refrain from using foul language, and dressing like you have a future in the sex industry. We don't need the short skirt AND the belly bearing top. Choose one and go with it. Don't make him late for curfew.
I love my son, and he has a curfew. If he hasn't called or texted me, and is more than 5 minutes late, you won't be seeing him for a few days.
I take this rule seriously, mostly because I wait up for him and I'm ready to turn into a pumpkin when the clock strikes midnight.
Don't touch my son in front of me. Do I need to expound on this? I didn't think so. Don't ever say, "If you love me you'll My boys are sensitive, and if they're dating you, the most certainly like you. Relationships should never be conditional, so don't start this BS with my boy. Don't plan on getting married or having children until my son is How do I know girls do this? Many will be worthy of your hand in marriage, but my son isn't going there until he has his degree s and has a good job.
You'll appreciate me for this rule in the future. These rules are WAY more lenient than some other mothers who want the girl to carry a bible and wear a chastity belt. I am a realist, and when my boys get older and find "the one", I want to have a great relationship with my daughters-in law. You know, go shopping, have lunch, and even maybe go with her to pick out a wedding dress.
Like what you're reading? I'm praying that you take lots of pictures so that I can see where our grandchildren got their sticky-out ears and their mischievous grins. I'm praying that Jesus will give you just enough strength each day to keep you from losing it but not so much that you forget Who that strength comes from. I'm praying that we will be friends.
Will you pray those things for me too? I don't really pray for your child. My husband does that, and I think it's wonderful. But chances are, your child is just fine. And chances are, a lot of the time, you aren't. Chances are, if you're anything like me, you're very tired. And some days, you get so discouraged. Sometimes, your temper erupts, your selfishness wins, and your smile is fake. So it's you I am praying for right now, in the still darkness, with this baby fist pressed up under my chin and this sweet, sleepy breath on my ear.
May you feel these prayers when you need them the most. We are in this together, you and I. We are building something beautiful with each onesie folded, each invisible owie kissed, each story read.
You don't know how much it means to me that you give your children everything you have every single day Because your child will fall asleep next to mine for fifty-some years. Your child will be the one holding my child's hand when our first grandchild is born. And when they face the darkest days of their lives, it will be your child and mine, facing into the struggle together. I'm pretty sure that our longest days - the ones that are brim-full with hair-pulling moments, impossible messes, and toddler meltdowns - those are the days that we are fashioning hearts.
And someday, one of the hearts I'm helping create will crash into one of your love-crafted hearts, and what spills out as a result of that jolt I promise to tend to these hearts with utmost care, to plant in them humility and peace and selflessness I promise to plant Jesus seeds in these hearts every chance I get.