There are times when it's just no fun to be a step-mom...when it would be more rewarding to have weasels eat out my eyes. This morning was one of those times.
Don't get me wrong. This kid is a great young man. He gets up every morning, walks our dogs, and goes to seminary before school...no easy feat for a 17-year-old who just wants to sleep 24/7. Here's where it got "difficult"...
His girlfriend is leaving for college in June. She is beautiful. And...we...the girlfriend included...are LDS...meaning "Mormon"....this means that she will be "fair game"...for any returned missionaries that are also going to college...and returned missionaries are notorious for wanting to get married...did I mention that this girl is beautiful?...available?...wealthy?...
Did I also mention that Eli is NOT going away to college? That Eli is staying here...going to a community college...planning to leave on his mission, which will take him away for TWO years...and that we are NOT wealthy?...
So....I took Eli to breakfast this morning and we sat in the car and we had the above conversation....
Did I mention that Eli is beautiful? That he is compassionate? That's he's funny and kind and has all kinds of wonderful gifts? and that he will be worthy to take one of Heavenly Father's finest daughters to the Temple for marriage AFTER he returns from his mission? And even after all of that, I had to look into those big brown eyes....
Where are those weasels...
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