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How did you or your parents handle it?
Published on April 24, 2007 By foreverserenity In Home & Family
I was curious as to how many of you who are parents of older children, handled them when they turned 18, as well I am curious about many of you when you turned 18, how did your parents handle you and how did you behave?

I'm asking because in my blog entitled Privacy Policy, regarding the privacy policies of most universities and colleges here in the US, I wondered at why they wouldn't notify parents if their child was seriously ill or had some other problems that I as a parent would want to know about. I don't think that I was being weird in that regard and don't think that I was being overbearing in what I expected.

Although as many of the comments stated that they were against this and it would be an infringement of the 18 year old rights to privacy since they were adults now, I really don't see anything wrong in alerting a next of kin or parent or whomever is listed on that individual paperwork to inform them that something is wrong.

That being said, I am currently trying to guide my soon to be 18 year old who will be 18 in three months. She's about to graduate from high school and we're very proud of her. We are being the same protective and caring parents we have always been throughout her life in letting her live her life and guide her to choices that will work for her. I don't think that we're being nosy parents in what we're doing. She has a boyfriend now, she's working, although she wants to quit that job, which we told her, if this is what she wants to do, we're fine with it, it's up to her. She has decisions she's trying to make and as I've always told her, we're here for you, just let us know when you need us to help, such as in giving advice and being an ear to a problem.

I still have rules in place such as curfews, being home by midnight, unless it's an event such as her Prom, where she didn't get home until 4am and which I stayed up until she got home. All she had to do was check in with me at 1am, which she did.

She still has telephone curfew, no calls after 10pm, although I know she does break that rule sometimes. The telephone rules are in place until she finishes with school. She still has to let me know when she is going off anywhere, where she will be and whom she will be with. Not because I want to hold her like a prisoner, but because she's my child and I want to know that she's alright. If in the course of being out, they end up elsewhere, I don't need to know that. If they are going to be late getting home, I need her to call so that I don't worry. I however, do not restrict her from doing anything she wants to do. I want her to experience and enjoy life the way I was able to when I was her age.

She will be considered an adult soon, by law, and also by us her parents. We have made her understand that being an adult comes with responsibilities and that doesn't mean that we plan to kick her out. We hope that she will go off to college, community college or wherever she wants to go, since she has not made up her mind yet. She still needs a push and a nudge to get her cracking on making decisions at times, and this does not an adult makes.

It's a scary place to be with lots of decisions to make and I know just how she feels. At her age, I thank heavens that my parents were there for me when I needed them and they let go of me enough to allow me to discover who I was at that time.


I know that for some young adults they can't wait to get out from under their parents, they are free and liberated to make their own decisions and do their own things. Sometimes that liberation comes at the perfect time for some and at the worse time for others. The behaviour of many will depend on what their home-life was like in the way their actions affect themselves and others around them.

It's not an easy road being a parent, but I know with love and understanding our children will be better off because we care.



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on Apr 24, 2007

While I understand the law says 18 in an "adult," I will consider my kids grown and adult when they are paying their own way.

Granted I lose some legal rights over them when they turn 18, but if they are going to college on our money, then I still get to call some of the shots.  (Good grades, attend class, etc.)  If they don't like it, they can get the money themselves (and good luck with that on poor grades and not attending class, heh).

If my kids live in our house, then its still our rules.  I don't care how old they are.  Granted I won't be setting curfews for them at 23, but they won't be coming in at all hours disrupting the house either.

on Apr 24, 2007
I turned 18 before I graduate high school, so my parents had this rule: "Once you hand us a diploma, you can do what you want." I had no curfew (didn't really have one before) and my parents let me go about my business as I wished. The day after I turned 18, I signed myself into the Accutane program. Before 18, I would have had to have parental permission because it is a dangerous drug. However, once I was 18, I went to the doctor, signed the papers and got the blood tests done. Three days after that, I got my first tattoo. When I asked my dad what he would do if I got a tattoo, he said, "Call you a fool and hope I lived to see you regret it." That's all.

Even before I graduated, my parents trusted me to do what I wanted. I was a good kid, didn't get into trouble, and my parents knew that. They gave me permission to skip school to shop for college stuff, and when I was so tired from AP exams, finals and dress rehearsals.

My grades are my business. I print them off and send them to my folks because I get a student discount on my insurance. They aren't paying for my school (I have full scholarships) but even if they did, they have no legal right to request my grades. FERPA forbids that unless I sign paperwork giving my parents that permission. My parents don't bug me about homework, or skipping classes. They know I skip classes, but they also know that they raised me to be responsible and that I know my limits.

I know if I screw up royally, they can withdraw their financial support. That's always been part of the game. "You have the right to lead whatever life you want," my dad said, "but I have the right not to support that life."

As an RA, especially one dealing with freshman girls, I got phone calls from parents asking me to tell them about their kids. "Sorry." I said, "I can't do that." They would get angry until I explained why. First, I have no proof that the person on the other end of the phone is actually my residents mom or dad. This person could be any freak / stalker that is trying to get information. For the resident's safety, I need to keep all of that information to myself. (In fact, I don't admit to knowing anyone by that name. That's what I'm supposed to do) Second, I have no right to give information out about my residents to anyone -- not even their parents. It isn't my place. If you want to know what's going on with your child, you need to talk to your child. I am not a spy hired by the university, I am here for the well being of the students, not the mental ease of the parents.

Just like you wouldn't want your doctor telling your information to others, these residents do not want me calling their mothers if they do something "wrong." They would not be able to trust me if they thought their information was not safe with me. I must operate with a certain sense of privacy in order to do my job. One of my girls is the little sister of my best friend. I made sure to promise her that I would not go to her sister with any information she shared with me.

However, you should know that, under FERPA (Family Educational Rights and Privacy Act) information can be given to appropriate persons when necessary to protect the health or safety of students or other persons without student consent. This means that if I take a resident to the counseling center, and that student is a danger to herself or to others, then the school can notify the parents of that student. However, it is still not my place to call the resident's parents. I let those higher than myself take care of that.

Well, that was long winded. Sorry about that. I'm 23 now, so turning 18 wasn't that far off. Neither was turning 21. I would like to leave you with another one of my fathers sayings,
"If you get in trouble now, the cops won't call me, they'll just take you to jail. One less thing for me to worry about."
on Apr 24, 2007
DARN YOU DOUBLE POSTS!
on Apr 24, 2007
While I understand the law says 18 in an "adult," I will consider my kids grown and adult when they are paying their own way.


I understand that and am there with you on this!



If my kids live in our house, then its still our rules. I don't care how old they are. Granted I won't be setting curfews for them at 23, but they won't be coming in at all hours disrupting the house either.


Ditto on this too. They should have some respect! I've heard some horror stories!


Even before I graduated, my parents trusted me to do what I wanted. I was a good kid, didn't get into trouble, and my parents knew that. They gave me permission to skip school to shop for college stuff, and when I was so tired from AP exams, finals and dress rehearsals.


Totally understandable here and I've done this for my daughter too on other stuff for high school.





"If you get in trouble now, the cops won't call me, they'll just take you to jail. One less thing for me to worry about."


! Your dad's a pretty wise and funny guy!



I definately wouldn't want to know about my child's personal info if she doesn't wish to share, when she's older and on her own, and I wouldn't call the school to get it. Knowing what I know and the relationship we have I know she possibly won't tell me every detail, nor do I expect her to, but it would be comforting for her to say, "Mom I'm OK" and I would accept that because I know the type of person she is.

I agree with you not giving out information to the parents who call!

Thx for sharing SHE, it's interesting to see someone else's p.o.v.!
on Apr 24, 2007
Thx for sharing SHE, it's interesting to see someone else's p.o.v.!


Thanks for listening. I didn't realize how long winded I had gotten until JU posted it... twice! Sheesh. Talk about being full of hot air!


Your dad's a pretty wise and funny guy!


Only when he's not talking about me from the pulpit or to his students. They think it's funny, I think it's mortifying.
on Apr 24, 2007
I turned 18 363days ago...as to how my life changed...well, it really didn't. Pretty much all through senior year I had a say in what I did. Granted I'm not what you would call a "wild child" so I haven't really done anything to break that trust with my parents so they're pretty lenient on what I'm allowed to do...go hang out with friends all day? not a problem as long as I let someone know where I'm going. As long as I do what I'm told then I'm pretty much free to do whatever I want in my free time. I'm pretty much on equal terms with my parents when it comes to making decisions...of course I still have to listen to orders here and there.

~Zoo
on Apr 24, 2007
I enlisted in the Navy and entered service two weeks after high-school graduation. I was 17 at the time. My parents have not supported me financially since, that was twenty-eight years ago. They didn't force me, it was something I wanted to do since about ninth grade, and I actually signed up two weeks after my 16th birthday. My parents were supportive of my wishes then and even now. Of course it's not for everyone, but it was right for me. Each parent (should) know their child frame of mind and proceed accordingly. Some are late bloomers. I was treated as an adult for the most part while at home and away, of course times were a bit different.
on Apr 24, 2007
turned 18 363days ago...as to how my life changed...well, it really didn't. Pretty much all through senior year I had a say in what I did. Granted I'm not what you would call a "wild child" so I haven't really done anything to break that trust with my parents so they're pretty lenient on what I'm allowed to do...go hang out with friends all day? not a problem as long as I let someone know where I'm going. As long as I do what I'm told then I'm pretty much free to do whatever I want in my free time. I'm pretty much on equal terms with my parents when it comes to making decisions...of course I still have to listen to orders here and there.


You're a great son and a great person Shaun! I know you already know this!lol!



My parents were supportive of my wishes then and even now.


This is wonderful NItro! I think that's the most a parent can do for his/her child, be supportive and believe it or not, that's all we as parents want to be, not to make our children's lives difficult.







Each parent (should) know their child frame of mind and proceed accordingly. Some are late bloomers.


Well said! And yes, times are different!
on Apr 24, 2007
'[There are curfews] Not because I want to hold her like a prisoner, but because she's my child and I want to know that she's alright.' -- so this about you and making yourself feel better? You're giving up her privileges to make yourself feel more secure? It seems these curfews aren't really for her wellbeing at all.
on Apr 25, 2007
I don't remember my 18th birthday. Strange. But I don't. I remember my 16th kind of. I will always remember my 30th because my husband threw me a big party.

For my kids, my mantra was always "My job is to get you to 18 in one piece." And I did. They are all in one piece. I did my job...heh.

Since I had all boys and no girls I think I had it easier than some. My boys were so tired out from sports they were in bed by 9pm even on many weekends if they didn't have away games. We never had curfew because it wasn't needed....even post college they were home by 11 or so if they went out. They were home boys, not partiers at all. I only had one boy that dated in HS and that was in his last year. She lived 3 miles away and is now his wife. They were basically at her house or mine so that wasn't a problem and again, he was usually home by 11.

The next few years will fly by even faster than your daughter's HS years. Boy, it goes really fast....scary. Enjoy the ride.

on Apr 25, 2007
so this about you and making yourself feel better? You're giving up her privileges to make yourself feel more secure? It seems these curfews aren't really for her wellbeing at all.


Yeah, sure why not? I have to feel better knowing that she is safe and not being bothered by anyone or being out there lost and alone or anything else that might not be good for her. Why not I'm the parent. If and when you do become a parent, you'll understand that children needs limits until they are old enough to be let go to do things on their own. Which is where she is at right now. I'm letting go for her to make her own decisions, experience her own things. Which for the most part she has been doing since age 16, within reasons of course. I'm not going to apologise for that at all.


Since I had all boys and no girls I think I had it easier than some.


Some of my friends who have only boys are very happy not to have any girls to worry about. That's what they say.

The next few years will fly by even faster than your daughter's HS years. Boy, it goes really fast....scary. Enjoy the ride.


I know and I'm doing that!lol!
on Apr 25, 2007
You're a great son and a great person Shaun! I know you already know this!lol!


Yeah...I always thought so...but I don't like to brag.

~Zoo
on Apr 25, 2007
Yeah, I remember my 18th birthday. My step-father and I sat across the kitchen table from each other passing a bottle of Jack Daniels back and forth. Have I ever mentioned the fact that I am less than diplomatic?

At some point I let him know how little I thought of him, and he responded in kind. We finally went to blows right there in the kitchen. I was an 18 year old kid weighing in at about 130 lbs and he was a former heavy weight Golden Gloves boxer. Not too hard to figure out how that turned out.

But I have a nice artificial tooth and a scar on my lower lip from where the original tooth passed through on it's way to the trash can to show for the event.

I did do my own damage. He wound up with a glass eye and a serious limp.

My younger brother shot him with a shotgun a year later while I was in Italy.

Yeah, 18 was great.
on Apr 25, 2007
But I have a nice artificial tooth and a scar on my lower lip from where the original tooth passed through on it's way to the trash can to show for the event.

I did do my own damage. He wound up with a glass eye and a serious limp.

My younger brother shot him with a shotgun a year later while I was in Italy.

Yeah, 18 was great.


Wow, M, what an experience! That's awful for you and your brother! I realise that the home situation is not great for everyone. At least you both were able to stand up for yourself. Thanks for sharing!



Yeah...I always thought so...but I don't like to brag


LOL! Sure Zoo, we know how shy your are!
on Apr 25, 2007
Wow, M, what an experience! That's awful for you and your brother! I realise that the home situation is not great for everyone. At least you both were able to stand up for yourself. Thanks for sharing!


Such is life. It's not always pretty but it beats the alternatives.
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