Water Works
Sometimes, I think I am terribly clever when I'm cryptic, and then later realize that you might have a completely different impression of my reality based on what I wrote.
So, in an effort to be perfectly clear, the discussion of 'peer pressure' from the previous post, thankfully did not require me to remember any afterschool specials or Nancy Reagan's "Just Say No" campaign. Heavens, no. But it was an opportunity to have a heart to heart talk while enjoying a strawberry limeade and mozzarella sticks at Sonic. Yes, Like all good mommas, I'm teaching her the value of combining food and girl talk.
The real story began with a playdate and a few miscommunications about whether she could go swimming or not. When I called her back to clear the matter up, she had to be fetched out of their pool to take my call. Now this wouldn't be so bad if I had told her she could swim (which I hadn't) OR if she had a swimming suit on (which she didn't).
As it was, she was talking to me on the phone while she was dripping wet in her school clothes!
"WHAT?!? You jumped in the pool with your clothes on?" I told her I'd bring her a clean pair of clothes, and probably go ahead and take her home, which unfortunately caused more water issues. This time from her eyes.
So, Ben stayed home with the other two, while I went to get her. She put on a brave face at the house, but as soon as we got to the car, her precious little eyes began to well up again. The blessing was that I was able to have a few minutes alone with her, feed her a favorite snack, and just talk. We talked about boundaries, responsibilities, and how swimsuits are the generally accepted norm for swim attire. At the end, we were both smiling, and I think we understood each other a little better. Course, that could have just been a mozzarella stick/strawberry limeade induced high ... but I'll take it.
I also thanked God for little pools, and calm waters. Sooner than I care to think, my sweet girls will be swimming in rougher seas, teeming with sharks.
We're considering investing in three of these for the spice girls ... whatcha think?
12 talkin' back:
the ending of this gave me warm fuzzies... (and not just because I love Sonic cherry limeade and mozzarella sticks)
I love these moments with my daughter - when we can connect and grow.
Blessings,
Karla
Getting past the fact that you HAVE a Sonic to go to, and I don't ... *ahem*
It's truly a delicate balance with the girls as they grow. Seems things hit so much earlier than they did "back in the day" (like her first br* at 9, rather than 14) and I find that with eitehr of the kids, food helps break the boundaries down for some good talkin'.
By homeschooling, we;ve missed some of the drama mama stuff this year- exactly why, after begging to go back to public school this year- she left in November. She was sick to death of the "stuff" that kept her from learning.
Gold star for the baby girl. She's a great egg :)
Do you think if we placed a group order we could get a discount on the human bubble?
I am thinking your girls would have lots of friends if they were to live in bubbles!! You are too cute!!
Go ahead and get the bubbles now, so they can acclimate to them and learn to navigate things like stairs and revolving doors. Never to young to train, I always say. Well, I don't ALWAYS say that. I USUALLY say that, and I ALWAYS say "There's no such thing as t-t-t-too m-m-much-ch c-coffee," but I digress.
If they can guarantee those bubbles are teenage boy-proof, I'll pay cash on the barrel head right now. For Emmy, that is.
She's here and she's adorable, even if she IS mine. ;D
Pics are up on my blog. :-)
Love the talk where each of you are smiling and understanding each other a little better. I don't ever want those to disappear from our house.
And WHERE ON EARTH DID YOU FIND THOSE COOL TOYS?! I might have to invest in one this summer; of course that means I'll need to try it out before the kids get home...
That reminds me of a time when my Mom told me not to swim at a birthday party but I borrowed a suit and did it anyway! She came over and picked me up right away and I had to miss the party. I was crushed but learned an important lesson that day!!
Sounds like you guys had a wonderful time working it all out!
I love the bubbles by the way!!
Hmmm, those clear bubbles might not be a bad idea. Reminds me of when my parents said they would put me in a barrel when I became a teenager, and plug the hole when I turned 16. :) (They really are wonderful people, and eventually decided against the barrel idea.)
Do the bubbles negate the influence of horomones?
Happy Mother's Day! You did something that wasn't easy this week in order to be a good parent. As a fellow Mom, I'm inspired and encouraged.
Addie, even when they're somewhere around 25ish or more, you'll have times of wanting to put them in the bubble. Just keep taking deep breaths!
Ha! I love the bubbles. I'd like to put my son in one. I don't know what I'm going to with myself when he gets old enough to start climbing trees. He's only one and he already tries to climb the bookcase.
But girls. Oh yes. I want a whole seperate special bubble for any daughters I might have someday.
It's not our fault God made children so precious and gave us such a strong desire to protect them. They should definitely come with bubbles.
Very cute.
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