Sunday, October 08, 2006

 

gratefulness...

Why is it, that you can do all these nice things for your kids and then the one time you say "no" they forget all the great things you did.

I took Alyssa, her best friend, and Jack to the dairy farm yesterday. Since Alyssa's best friend has moved, she doesnt see her very often. This makes her sad, but then again, when they do see each other they get along so much better than when they saw each other every day. Isnt that true with most relationships? Anyway, I digress. The girls did an art project while Jack was at soccer. He scored 3 goals. I am so proud of him. He has improved so much from last year.
We went to crowded dairy farm and did the corn maize. I even let the 2 girls "go ahead" of us. The problem with the corn maze is that by the time its Oct , the correct path is all dirt, versus, grass, so you know which way to go. Makes it less fun.
After the maze , they had a big blow up jumper in some sand. The kids played there for about 45 minutes. We got some snacks and headed to the local park. While there we ran into a mom and her 2 daughters that Alyssa is friends with. The park was PACKED. Alyssa's friend's mom met there to get her daughter. I met her in the parking lot, and asked the other mom to watch out the girls. Well she watched them walk away to a picnic pavillan where they had flowers (some company picnic). I was not happy that she did stop them. I would have and at least asked where they were going. So much for trusting someone else for a few seconds. This same mom is not very dilligent about seat belts either. I will not allow Alyssa in a car with her at this point.

The next step was the mall. Wow what great sales. JcPEnny's had addl 50% off, and so did the childrens place. The childrens place had tons of really cute stuff. I got Alyssa some shoes and skirts. She really doesnt need it. THat child has too many clothes already, but I could not help it.
Fed the kids dinner. Then Alyssa wanted to go to Club Libby Lu. For those of you with girls, you probably have heard of the place. Its on the other side. She also wanted to go to Claires. Just to look; not to buy. Felix had me get him dinner and I was not about to carry it around the mall while Alyssa "browsed". So of course, she expressed how unhappy she was. I was like, what about all the other stuff you did get to do today? You could give these kids a day in Disney and then if dessert is not right , they would think they day was ruined. This is trait that most kids have though. I can remember being that way and being told "the more we do for you , the less grateful you are" as a kid.

Today is Felix's company picnic. It is very kid friendly . should be fun. right now Jack is playing in his room and Alyssa is at Sunday school. At home, Jack is just so easy... But at school and out, hes a different child. I wish I could have the Jack at home, mixed with the Alyssa at school. Ah but that is what makes our kids unique.

Here are some links for places discussed.
http://www.clublibbylu.com/store.aspx
and the park.
http://www.uswnet.com/playground/index.html
and the diary farm.
http://www.caglesdairy.com/MAiZE.htm

Comments:
Insecure? Your outword attitude never showed this. Only some choices did (actions speak louder than words.) But still, I just never saw it. Some friend I've been. I've always seen you as really together. Even the way you approached your divorce -- you were married to a nice, good looking guy, but you'd made a decision that you wanted something he didn't and so you took the bold step and left. That showed security in your desires and your feelings of competence about yourself and that you could find another man in the future. A lot of women would never have done this. You were so secure!!! And in addition, your confidence has helped many people in many ways from dating to shopping to child rearing. Heck, you had to have confidence to ask yourself along with my group the night we met 20 years ago. Wow, can you believe it's been 20 years?!!! Don't ever sell yourself short, Sandy.
Pam
 
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