She didn't really!

Okay, it's been awhile and so much has happened.  The day after I told Alex that until he got his World History grade to an A I was suspending his texting privileges and I didn't want to hear anything about a girlfriend or getting together.

Never would I have suspected that he would go to school and tell his girlfriend what happened, but that is exactly what he did.  I discovered this by noticing a wad of paper on the end table in the living area.  I opened up the wad of paper and this is what was hand written inside, "Dear Alex, If you can't text and if your dad said no dating then we can't be together.  I don't just want an at school relationship which is all it's going to be. Idk (text speak for "I don't know")what I'm saying, but it can't just be seeing each other at school.  Sorry, Ashley."

I called him up from downstairs and asked him how it went that day at school. I got the usual, "OK." I showed him the unfolded wad of paper and asked him what it was. He told me that in the morning he told Ashley what I had done and she walked away. Later she passed him that note. 

I asked him how it made him feel. He said he was sad for two hours.  He claimed to be over it. I then turned the discussion to the note and told him that I hoped that he could see what a selfish tone the note had.  It was full of I, I, I. I told him that in a real relationship he should expect anger over the situation, but that he also should expect understanding and patience. I told him that the note could have easily started out with, "Your dad is a jerk."  It then needed to include sentiments about understanding and a willingness to wait and see it through.  Instead all this girl thought about was herself.  He agreed.

The next day, none of his friends knew that they had broken up. When they asked him what was going on, he told them.  Independently, one-by-one, they each told him that she had done this to other guys.  That she really had her heart set on someone in the neighborhood and that every time he dumped her, she would find a guy to make him jealous.  This time it was Alex.

That night I mentioned to him that he seems to go out with the girls that want to go out with him and that he was allowing himself to be controlled by the girls. I told him that as a man, he needed to control the situation and that girls would have more respect for that and he would achieve a greater self respect for more manly action.

He's such a good boy. ..at least he claims to understand.  It's good to be the father of such a great son.