Despite the cruel affliction that possesses our son and works to turn people from him, he’s intent on succeeding socially. Thankfully there are seven billion people on the planet and he has access to a sizeable chunk of them on Facebook. 🙂
Throughout his childhood, his “playdates” have been scarce, and he’s mostly piggybacked on our daughter’s visits from friends. However, high school, texting and the Internet have opened new doors for social engagement. This year he’s managed to develop and nurture his own set of pals, however all interaction has been on campus or at cross-country and track meets…until not long ago.
In a well thought out plan, leveraging our proximity to the beach and a well presented itinerary, he orchestrated a 3 hour event with buddies that earned him a “he did good!” from his sister and tearful parental pride and joy. He was probably doing drugs and committing felonies, but his Dad is home weeping with happiness.
The way it went down began with a Facebook post a few weeks before summer break. “Hey, anybody want to go to the beach the last day of school?” The response was good, but follow-up was key, so he got me to pay for a few skywriting messages and arrange for a fleet of hot air balloon to pass over the track and field banquet to publicize the occasion. He sent out reminders with the date, time and location…”let’s meet in front of my house on Catalina”…and towards the end started talking about the agenda. “Dude! We’ll just like amble down to the waves, catch some solar and then do the tasty righteous with a few pizza slabs in the village, mon…maybe even inhale a 32 oz Jamba Juice…huh?!”
Happily, that’s precisely how events unfolded one day recently as three young dudes showed up on a sunny afternoon with flip flops and towels around their necks. I enjoyed the high five, fist bump greeting ritual and after reminding the young men of their obligation to keep an eye out for the younger ladies who were tagging along (my daughter and her friend), I retreated to the “exciting” indoors in front of my laptop…oh to be 15 again.
Before the trek to the village the boys and girls stopped by to spread the sand my wife likes sprinkled about the house, and to use the bathrooms. They liked our son’s pad, which made him even more happy, and if I’m not mistaken he gave them a tour of the movie locations and props he uses to create his sometimes cool, sometimes strange, but always “interesting” Facebook videos. “That’s the bathroom where I turned on the shower with my clothe on dude!” Now THAT was a summer blockbuster.
So that’s the scoop this week. I know these kind of events have there own set of challenges for teens and parents, but one thing is cool…he’s in the game and “Hangin’ Out! HOORAY!”