The teen girl just came home from school and came into my office to check in and talk about the day. I reminded her that we have a meeting at her school tonight to which the students are invited, but not required to attend.
She said she is tired and just wants to do her homework and go to bed early so she probably won't go to the meeting.
Then she folded her hands and leaned toward me and put on this Deanna Troi (Star Trek) face and said, "tell me how you feel about that."
I answered, "bereft."
She said, "I see. But how does that make you feel?"
I answered, "ever since my daughter came back from Canada she has no time for anything other than dreaming about riding horses and dreaming about her boyfriend! It feels like ^&*^&*!"
She leaned closer, and in a very patronizing tone asked, "well, how do you feel about your mother?" Then we both burst out laughing.
Seriously though, I'm okay with her distraction. She had a wonderful time, and I'm glad to see her happy. And this little interchange reassured me we are okay!