To My Oldest Son,
I love you so much. You know that, right?
I thought that, despite the fact that you aren’t having a Bar Mitzvah and you’re breaking your Mommy’s heart…you still deserved a special 13th birthday present.
So did Nana and Papa. Even though you broke their hearts by not having a Bar Mitzvah.
So did your aunt and uncle. Even though you broke their hearts by not having a Bar Mitzvah.
All of us still wanted to make a fuss over the fact that you have become a teenager.
So, we all pitched in. And you got what you wanted…so badly. A laptop.
You were told that, even though you got this laptop for a present, if you flunked any classes…
What Mommy giveth. Mommy can taketh away.
So, my darling son. My first born child. One of the three loves of my life.
It is with a heavy heart that I say this to you…
I keep getting emails from your teachers, letting me know that you are flunking their classes…
Even though YOU claim they aren’t speaking the truth and that you are doing great in school…
Not only will you be experiencing a very exciting summer in summer school. And no…it’s not as fun as they make it look in the movies.
I will be taking your laptop back. And hiding it. Where you’ll never be able to find it. And you’d better hope that I remember where I put it, when and if there ever comes a time you can get it back.
Which will never be the case…unless what you say corresponds to what your teachers say. Or…you get really good grades in summer school.
Love you always and forever (even though you broke my heart by refusing a Bar Mitzvah),