Hatecake Day

What would you do if your 15 year old said, “You’re a bitch and I hate you!”?

Would you buy the kid a cake?

One family decided that was the best option. Lol I love the reasoning though. The parents wanted to show the child that regardless what was yelled in anger, nothing could change the relationship they had. It sounds kinda weird, but it actually makes sense if you think about it.

Anyhoo .. here’s the link to the whole story. Would you go this route?

Handing the cake to Kiddo after lunch that afternoon was incredibly healing; it dispelled the last remaining bits of uneasiness from the day before and instantly set the two of us back on our old footing. We laughed, took pictures, and ate: it was as though nothing had ever happened, because really, while it was a milestone, by the age of 15 it was just one of so many others.

We joke about it today: I call it my Bitch Mitzvah, and my phone reminds me of Hatecake Day every year. She has yet to tell me she hates me since, but if she did, it would be okay. She wouldn’t get another cake — we explained that, as well as my reasoning for getting the cake in the first place very clearly at the time — but it wouldn’t be the end of the world.

That’s what being her mother is about: There isn’t an end to this thing.



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