And the problem being a parent is....

Honestly, I always thought that if I was straightforward with my girls, let them know they could come to me about anything, life would be fairly easy raising them. Boy am I wrong!
Last night (after a perfectly lovely Sunday, something that doesn't happen very often here!), Eric listened in to one of Morgan's phone conversations. He does this quite often....I don't agree with it, although he's gotten some good information this way. Evidently, she told a couple boys she and her friend were going to "sneak out and smoke a ciagrette"....then they talked about "jungle juice". Shortly after he told me this, she came downstairs and asked if Krista could spend the night. You can imagine what happened from there. We confiscated the cigarette, took Krista home, drilled Morgan on the conversation and where she got the cigarette, what she's done before, etc. She swears she was just joking when she said they were going to sneak out, never planned to smoke the cigarette (she wanted to look cool) and she got it from her sister. So I march up to Ashley's room, demand the cigarettes (while HER friend is over), ask where she got them, to which she replied they were a friends. I broke them all in pieces and threw them away, Eric and I gave her the whatfor, the "your sister looks up to you speech" and I gave them both the "don't you remember watching your grandma die last summer?" Anyone who knows us knows Eric's mom died of emphysema last June, and we were all sitting there, in the room, when she passed away. Needless to say, Morgan is grounded from everything but school and basketball....no computer, no phone, no cell phone and no friends. Ashley, since she came clean and handed over the cigarettes, is only my personal housekeeper for the week. I'm SO disappointed in these two. I guess all my reminders of why they shouldn't be doing certain things hasn't sunk in. Boy, am I naive or what? So much for bragging on them these days.