I must be speaking a foreign language because they just aren't listening to a thing I'm saying. It also doesn't help that I've re-tweaked my back this morning and have been popping Advil all day to keep afloat. or that I have a load of laundry waiting to be folded. then there's the basket of folded clothes that needs to be put away. or that I'm exhausted from making dinner. or that I'm going out of my mind because everything around me is messy. I just want a little bit of quiet. I want them to stop the bickering.
I'm just waiting for June. Waiting for that night without the kids. Waiting for some alone time with the Husband. I wonder if his parents would mind if we did two nights. A full weekend. Just us. We've never done it before. Now sounds lovely.
Our Hawaiian Honeymoon
Our friends' wedding in OjaiSee, we used to go out another lifetime ago.
All of us 
It hasn't been a horrendous ride. It just feels like it sometimes. Then there's the guilt that creeps in because of the bad feelings. It's just an endless cycle. Luckily, it's usually good. So when it's not good, it throws me for a loop. I do like the boring, normal and simple life.
I'm just de-toxing from the weekend. Maybe that's what this is all about.
There was a person that told The Girl, "You know, you're just going to have to get used to it. The boys will be playing with their swords and [toy] guns, so you'll have to get over it."
I didn't say anything but wanted to say, "Maybe the boys could be better behaved and not swing swords in the house at an unarmed person who clearly does not want to play."
That may have started a heated debate so I didn't but I was thinking it. I guess it would have been bad form to slap someone I disagreed with.
Later on The Husband told the boys, "You can't play swords with someone who doesn't have a sword. It's just not part of the game." So he was fine with it and left the Girl alone. That's all it took.
We've been talking about weapon play at school. A lot. I don't have a problem with kids playing as long as they don't harm someone else. As long as all parties involved are OK with the game. As long as there is a responsible adult supervising. As long as there is consideration for all involved. Sure, it's a boy thing. We've had two older boys we've helped raise/taken a very active role in their lives and it's been OK for them to have water guns, play swords and such. There has always been dialogue and supervision. Now, years later, they don't really play with weapons. They're over it. They play with their friends. They bike/scoot around the neighborhood. They play video games. They hang out. They read books.
They know not to play with real weapons. They have an open dialogue with us. They ask questions. We give them honest answers. So far, so good.
Now about my two.
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