While The Girl was going to the Homecoming Dance on Saturday night, The Boy was having a fun night of his own with some buddies from football. They had gotten together and went to the indoor trampoline place they love in the afternoon and then planned to go the movies about 7:30 PM.
Genius Golfer and I took advantage of having no one with us and went to dinner. While we were at dinner I got a text from The Boy that said they were headed back to out house to play night games. But it was less than and 1.5 since their movie was supposed to start. GG thought they had not told the whole truth about going to the movies, but maybe had some ulterior motive going on. I worried that they hadn't planned well enough and the movie they meant to see was sold out or something. Either way, we were soon headed home to supervise the six or so boys that wee headed to our house.
When we got home, the boys ended their outside night games and came in to watch a movie in the family room. While they were settling in, I asked the group if their movie was sold out or did they decide to see something else instead. They boys hesitated a bit before answering me. Finally The Boy piped up and said, "Mom we went to he movie we told you but we left early. It wasn't a good movie. There was some bad language in it like The Green Hornet (there is another story here, but I'll tell you in tomorrow's post) and we were kind of uncomfortable about it so we left early."
You could have knocked me over with a feather.
They had gone to a PG 13 movie, at the $3 movies theater that is walking distance from our house. They thought they had all the checks in place to see something fun and would have a good time together. But even with the "rule" in place they still found themselves in a spot they knew better than to be in and they did the right thing to get out.
I was so proud of the boys and I told they how impressed I was that they had done the right thing and stuck together and got out of it. I patted them on their knees or shoulders and told them that I thought they were good boys for doing the right thing even if it was hard at first. I was so proud of them.
I have been worried with this group--being football players, and "too cool for school" sometimes--but they chose to do the right thing, and they did it together.
After that experience, I figure The Boy knows how to make good friends. And I should probably relax my worry about them--but not relax my continued emphasis on the standards I want them to embrace. It made me so happy to see them do that as a group and come away proud of themselves for knowing they did the right thing too.
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