Thursday, March 19, 2009
Sometimes I really like my kids. LOL. Most days, they have me quietly meditating to myself things like "he is just upset because he isn't getting his way, he is just upset because he isn't getting his way... be the adult, don't get mad, be the adult, don't get mad." Or, "take a deep breath... take a deep breath... she is only 5, she'll learn". They have me counting the hours until bed time ( or the days til the next therapy appointment when we can get some more advice on how to handle rotten situations ).
Then there are days like yesterday. It was a stressful couple of hours shortly after the bus arrived delivering my little terrors, I mean darlings, home. There were meltdowns and fits. There were arguments and tears.
There was a hula-hoop competition. Lauren and Andrew playing on the deck, together, no fighting, showing each other cool things a hula-hoop can do. Then they wandered into the woods and brought me back a little handful of flowers. I got to sit quietly and knit by the window, listening to there little kid conversations. (according to Andrew, you can't possibly know the future unless, of course, you had a time machine which is practically impossible... all his words, lol) And I got to cover my eyes, pretend I didn't see the fist full of flowers as they were coming inside, and get a few hugs and kisses.
And how perfectly my little glass of snow caps match what I was knitting on. The top is for the spring/summer, it is called "Pucker". The yarn is Seduce in the color Absinthe. I can't wait to get it done, and maybe I can wear it while doing some hula-hooping of my own.