(Mind you, this explanation will be void of any specific details, as to not further the drama. )
My daughter, Ragan has been the recipient of attention from said mean girls.
It has been difficult, to say the least, for me to not go up to these mean girls
and give them a piece of my mind.
Not that that would do any good.
Even I've had more than a few "looks" (let's just call it stink-eye)from these girls....
Looks that I would like to smack right off their mean little faces,
probably wouldn't do a bit of good.
The moms of these girls are in on it too.
They give Ragan stink-eye.
I suppose you're wondering what Ragan did to inflict this upon herself.
I'll be glad to share......
Hope you can follow this.
Ragan spoke to a boy at lunch one day.
Friend#1 confronted Ragan about the conversation.
Ragan was told that (friend#2) likes boy and has been
"trying to get with him" (yep-that's AZ ghetto talk) since the 8th grade.
Ragan acknowledged that fact and assured friend#1 that she and the boy were "just friends".
Friends #1 and #2 find out that friend #3 likes aforementioned boy
and is currently in negotiations for a relationship.
Ragan is best friends with friend #3, thereby incriminating herself.
I didn't get it either.
And I am not even going to get started about the girl who took pictures of herself and put them on her myspace, got caught and then blamed that all on Ragan.
It was a "Ragan made me do it" kind of thing.
That mom, will not even look my direction.
(Kind of a blessing, though, because then I don't get the "stink-eye".)
In both cases, the other "players" will not talk to Ragan--or me, for that matter.
My first reaction was to vindicate my daughter and proclaim her innocence.
Now, don't get me wrong...if Ragan was culpable in any of this, I would admit it, accept it, and then deal with it appropriately. I am NOT one of those mothers who believe her children can do no wrong. However, in both of these cases, we believe Ragan didn't do anything to provoke the treatment she's had.
Which makes me even more mad.
But since I can't fix it, I make fun of it.
Yep--that's how we roll around here.
But, I have to tell you, as hurt as Ragan was about all of this, she really helped me regain my focus on the things that really matter.
Mom....I know who I am.
What they think about me doesn't matter.
Bless her sweet little heart.
So, I say this in closing....
I'm rubber, You're glue!
Whatever you say,
Bounces off me,
Bounces off me,
And sticks to you!!