Ok for a bit of background setting the last few days have been a nightmare with The Brat. In trouble at school - attitude at home etc...which culminated in a huge set to at 6.30 this morning
I have confiscated her mobile phone as punishment and decided that I would come home early this afternoon to try and talk to her about a way forward out of this crap.
School finished at 3.30. It is a ten minute walk to our house. By 5.30 she had not returned home
So I turned on her mobile phone to get numbers for her friends that I was going to ring.......she doesn't think I know the password
As I do this the text message alerts beep. Should I look. Damn right I should.
Text messages from her "boyfriend" .........her feckin boyfriend ......she is feckin 12 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh how he loves her......oh how he's sorry he didn't treat her right today at school............oh how they're all planning to go out at the weekend.
I have not said a word to The Brat . She returned at 5.45 saying she had been to football - which I had forgotten was happening
She is just getting ready to go to guides....
I meantime I will be making a call to " TJ" ......and introduce myself as the person that is going to rip his feckin head off and shove it down his undeveloped throat in front of all his spotty mates if he thinks he is going near her again.
No doubt he will see her in school tomorrow and tell her all about his 'upsetting' phone call and I will be prepared for our little chat tomorrow night about just exactly how unreasonable I am.
So be it