"Dear Ms. Wilhelm,
I am happy to report that we do have a French host family available for the time your daughter is attending our school. Ms. Desmarais will be more than happy to offer you a room with half board for the price of 165 Euros. During the time your daughter will be here she will also be hosting a 14 yr. old French girl and a 16 yr. old Swiss boy......."
Eeeerrrrckkkk! That's the time I stopped reading; breathed deeply and tried to hide my panic. All of my "Mother" alarms went to full alert. Seriously? A hormone raging, Swiss boy staying in the same house as my precious, innocent daughter? I don't think so! I'm trying to rack my brain to see how I could get around my issues with this situation....I'm still thinking..... think...think... think..... hmmmm.
Eeeerrrrckkkk! That's the time I stopped reading; breathed deeply and tried to hide my panic. All of my "Mother" alarms went to full alert. Seriously? A hormone raging, Swiss boy staying in the same house as my precious, innocent daughter? I don't think so! I'm trying to rack my brain to see how I could get around my issues with this situation....I'm still thinking..... think...think... think..... hmmmm.
Ok, so I tell Lindsey the situation. I anticipate her response (in my dream world). "Yuck, gross, I don't want to be in the same house as a young, handsome, Swiss teenage boy!"
Instead I got...…"Mother! Don't you trust me?" …..made with direct eye contact with those baby blue eyes.
"Of course I do" I replied. I don't trust him! (words unsaid but thought - "That scummy, hormone raging, knuckle dragging, baboon")
Instead I got...…"Mother! Don't you trust me?" …..made with direct eye contact with those baby blue eyes.
"Of course I do" I replied. I don't trust him! (words unsaid but thought - "That scummy, hormone raging, knuckle dragging, baboon")
"Mom.... really? It will be fine. Don't worry, I'm not going to ruin my life over some gorgeous, tall, worldly stud from Switzerland!"
"hmmmmm....." I replied (I say that a lot when I don't know how to rebuttal and improve my case).Still thinking....got nothing.....maybe he's gay? (not that there is anything wrong with that).
OK, when you told Lindsey it was really a 6 year old boy I felt better about it, but I saw that sad look in Lindsey's eyes! But, it IS a 16 year old boy! Mother!! What are you thinking?? You would NEVER let me do that!
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