SO Not Feeling the Love
Ana, 9, is running away. I had to go help her find her ATM card and some sort of rolling backpack. She announced that she would be back in time for our move to New York. She's having the worst day of her life and do you know why? She got distracted while playing Webkinz and accidentally clicked the wrong button and KEPT the daily gem instead of selling it. She sobbed. "I could have sold it for $400! That's a LOT of money."
Yes, I know, dear heart. It's about what we spent on you for Christmas.
And she, naturally, blamed JANE for distracting her. Which made Jane (7) cry.
Which, she's been doing on and off since I made her clean up the Legos she took out yesterday. In fact, she wrote about her outrage in her notebook.
It says (more or less), "Dear Notebook, WHY do I have to do all the work?"
I feel about like Thomas.
Confession: I didn't post yesterday on purpose. I just don't want to even be tempted by the Blog365 thing. 365 days straight of blogging is way too much commitment for a woman who's afraid to try to knit a sweater.
Yes, I know, dear heart. It's about what we spent on you for Christmas.
And she, naturally, blamed JANE for distracting her. Which made Jane (7) cry.
Which, she's been doing on and off since I made her clean up the Legos she took out yesterday. In fact, she wrote about her outrage in her notebook.
It says (more or less), "Dear Notebook, WHY do I have to do all the work?"
I feel about like Thomas.
Confession: I didn't post yesterday on purpose. I just don't want to even be tempted by the Blog365 thing. 365 days straight of blogging is way too much commitment for a woman who's afraid to try to knit a sweater.
Comments
Did your daughters read the Ramona books by Beverly Cleary? If not, they would LOVE them. There's one chapter where Ramona's mom helps her pack so that she can run away, but then Ramona can't carry the bag. She realizes that her mom packed it too heavy on purpose. :)
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Hooray for Thomas books!
Thomas pictures...pictures...rolling my eyes at myself
Seriously. You, me, alcohol, "sweater clinic" on a NC beach. It's be a good weekend.
Love the picture of Thomas.
Also love that you had to help Ana run away. And I'm glad Jane has an early start on journaling her angst. So therapeutic.
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And I was tempted by the 365 thing do. But I resisted signing up.
Blog365 is absolutely NUTS. NUTS, I say.
I'm impressed that she stopped to think of her ATM card and the backpack.
Let's start a movement: Blog for Blog's Sake (or something like that). How about "Purity in Blogging"? Naah. Help me out here.
One day our 7 yo daughter told us we were the worst parents in the world, and she was going to run away. We helped her pack her suitcase, put her coat on her, kissed her on the forehead and sat her on the front porch. She sat there for 10 minutes, then she knocked on the door, sobbing, because she missed us so much.
But when Jane was three, she packed up her Elmo suitcase and headed off down the street. She ran into my neighbor who kept trying to stall her. "Jane, watch out for strangers." "Oh, I know all about THAT." I had to race after her and promise her she could run away another day to get her to come back. Lesson: Don't try to call Jane's bluff.
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