My 14 year old daughter has been here since December 23rd. Sadly, her ten-day "Texas Run" has passed and I had to put her on a plane back to Phoenix today.
We have been shopping non-stop. Not for me mind you. For her. I've been exposed to every teen trend there is: Pants, skirts, jeans, shirts, shoes, CD's, belts, the "lingo", endless hours on her new cell phone with her "boyfriend" and I haven't been able to get near my computer or a pool table for ten days.
I tried playing for a couple of hours yesterday but wouldn't have been able to hit the ocean with a rock if you waded me in waist deep! My lack of practice has caught up to me and I have no one to blame but my little girl.
I asked if we could go play; she said she would rather "go to the mall."
I explained that I needed to practice to "get better"; she replied she would rather "go to a movie."
I told her they had wings and fries at the pool hall; she said she wanted "mexican food."
My games sucks worse that ever, all thanks to her wanting to spend time with "her Daddy."
Pool vs. Shopping with the daughter:
I wish I had her back. I wish she could have stayed another month. Shoot, TWO MONTHS! I can always find time for pool.
Childhood, "I need to ask you about_____, Daddy, can you help me?" questions, and "Dad, I love you" go away all too fast.
Hug your kids. Do it now. They grow up really fast.
Ken (really missing being a full-time Dad.)