So Gage went to the mall with some friends tonight. He was supposed to call at around 8:00 to get a ride home. 8:00 came and went and he didn't call so I called him. No answer. I tried again a few minutes later. No answer. I tried again a third time. No answer. I decided to leave a voice mail.
"Gage it's me. This is the third time I have called you and I'm starting to get mad. You better call me back or I'm coming to the mall and I'm gonna have them page you."
Thirty seconds later the phone rings.
Apparently embarrassment is a great motivator.
2 comments:
There was no messing around when I picked him up either! He was on time and thanked me multiple times! Love a scared teenager. Oh and a thankful one. You raised that kid right!
It is so nice to see someone going through the same things as me. TEENAGERS! This should be fun!
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