Rough mommy day
Pitty party at 2 o’clock.
I’ve been worn out by my kid lately. Emotionally. You know how 2-year-olds are suppose to be little terrors? Ella wasn’t so much a little terror. She’s been a pretty good little kid (and after the rough first few months of her life we deserved a reprieve) and we’ve often had people tell us she is one of the best behaved and polite little kids they’ve ever met.
I hope for those of you that encounter her and care for her on occasion continue to see that side of her, because this almost-6-year-old has grown an attitude the size of Texas lately when it comes to dear old mom and dad. You hear that only children tend to be spoiled and self-centered and we’ve been working hard to ensure that doesn’t happen but I’m starting to wonder if we haven’t tried hard enough. She’s opinionated, which isn’t bad in and of itself, but when she says to you on a regular basis “I don’t want to do that” or “I don’t like that” it starts to wear on you personally.
4-year-old Ella at Disney World was game for anything. Almost-6-year-old Ella wanted only to do rides all day long. Never mind that once you got her in front of a world class Disney production she loved it (well, duh! It’s Disney). Riding rides all day long at Hollywood Studios is a bit hard, considering most of that park is a production of one sort or another. Forget the World Showcase at Epcot. It was like pulling teeth to have a good time.
I had planned some time ago to take her to UW gymnastics meet. I knew she’d put up a fuss. She’d rather stay home and watch cartoons or play video games. So I told her we’re going out and didn’t tell her until we were almost there what we were doing because I knew she’d complain. Prior to that I got to hear her complain about the long car ride. We get off at the 45th exit from I-5 and I tell her we’re going to go watch something. She says ” I don’t want to watch a show”. I tell her we’re not going to watch a show and leave it at that until we are on Montlake Blvd and practically there. She thoroughly enjoyed herself until she finished her tub of popcorn. I had placed a stuffed animal of hers in my purse (so she wouldn’t get popcorn grime on it) and she wanted it back just as the meet was coming to a close. I told her to wait until we got back to the car (it was raining and we had quite a walk back to the car). The rest of our afternoon together wasn’t too pleasant and she told me she didn’t like the meet (even though she clearly did).
That, and complaining about the foods I make, hurts my feelings. You try and do something nice and it goes unappreciated. Welcome to parenthood, right?Is this more of a girl thing? To my friends with boys, do they do this too?
The worst part was I was going to try and take her to see “Annie” at the Paramount tomorrow but now I’m not going to. I know she’d enjoy it but up until she’s seated and the music starts playing I’d just have to listen to her complain and then maybe later she’d tell me she’d have rather stayed at home.
It’s time to put this day in the can. Maybe “the sun’ll come out, tomorrow”?




I guess that’s one reason to make sure you’ve got something to look forward to not long after the holidays. Our next family vacation is coming up. Where to you ask? Don’t you know us well enough by now? Where else would we go but to a Disney park? Back to sunny Florida we head where we’ll spend a handful of days at Disney World followed by 3 nights on a Disney cruise. Super excited as always.















So, ok, while braces has been all-consuming for me I guess a few things have gone down since February. Ella turned 5. That was a big deal of course and we threw her a party with her little friends. A Wizard of Oz party. Cutest little Dorothy you ever will see!
We went on a road trip Memorial Weekend and checked out the North Cascades Highway on our way to North Eastern Washington. Washington has ghost towns. Bet you never would have guessed it, but it does, and we checked some out. We think the living residents of some of these “ghost towns” should be offended at the insinuation that they and their town are dead though. No wonder they’re grumpy at the odd ghost-hunter.
I went to Las Vegas to meet some friends for the very first time. To make a long story short I met 6 women on a message board full of women with babies born the same month/year as Ella. We bonded, splintered off to our own board and have been chatting all these 5 years. We had a really great time and are all ready looking forward to our next meeting. It’ll be a trip when we get our families together and see our kids play together. We’re thinking when they’re 10 we should get together. At that age I bet they splinter off boys vs girls with Ella palling around with Avery and Evy (the girly girls of the group). Am thinking when the kids are old enough we moms set them up with a board and they can chat and complain about us. Of course we’ll all have put keystroke software on their computers so we’ll know every word they type. The imagination runs wild just thinking about it!