Young and Immature

Young and immature, I guess we were all that way at one time. Some were more immature then others, but still we were all that way at one time. Well I say we were all that way at one time, but I guess some people are still that way. You know what I mean! Some people just never grow up. Some people like my nephew!

I was talking to my sister earlier today and she was tell me about her son Levi. Levi is eighteen and as most teenagers knows everything. Levi finished school just last year and decided to join the Army. Which was great!!! Everybody was excited for him, well except his mother of course. That was just because of the war over seas, other then that she was very proud of him. Levi left for boot camp not to long after he got out of school. Was gone for some time and a week before he was to graduate he was discharged for medical. Levi came very upset and disappointed. Never the less he wasn't about to give up. He went to the doctor and got a clean bill of heath and is planning on reenlisting next month.

I know you are thinking okay so what is so immature about that right. Well that is just the introduction to Levi. The truth is since Levi got back from the Army he has explored his new found adulthood. Since Levi has been back he has partied, partied, partied!!!!! Well that has not sat well with his mother. You see they live on a working farm, and anybody who has worked on a working farm knows what that means. WORK!!! You work from sunrise to sunset. Well since Levi parties so much it makes it really hard for him to get out of bed. It also does help that Levi has turn eighteen and feels that he doesn't have to do any work. Well my sister and her husband don't have that same feeling. Levi binge drinks almost every night with his friends, and as a result of that he is not the nicest person to wake up at NOON!!!

Levi has yelled, screamed, horrible things at his mom. Things that I can not repeat. My sister has had a very hard time with dealing with all this and does not know what to do. He has moved out several times since he came back from the army, but he always sobers up and asks to come home. Then the whole thing began again.

I told her that if he doesn't go back into the army, then I would give him a real dose of reality. I told her when he calls to come home I would say no. I mean I know it sounds harsh, but he will never grow up if he knows she will always bail he out.