I am the mom, a veritable hat rack of roles around here, most notably the family gps. "Mom!, where's my noun of the day ?" "Have you seen my noun of the day ?" You get the idea. In fact, I've ranted about this before. So what's different this time? Well, recently we learned another valuable lesson as parents. Do NOT trust your ADHD 10 year old with anything small and expensive. This week's lost item is a video game that Mommy (vicious creature that I am) refuses to replace.
Herein lies the rub, Dad and I were the geniuses who gave our girl said small and expensive item so we bear some responsibility. What I struggle with is the ADHD piece of the puzzle. It is only an explanation of how her majesty's brain works, not carte blanche to be irresponsible as hell because Mom and Dad will fix it.
The bonus wrinkle here for us, at least, is the fact that we only have one child. You parents of multiples are my heroes. I used to find it funny when my daughter would say "Look at me." Who else do we look at???!! but I digress. This comes down to picking our battles. I have no problem, generally, letting our little princess fall flat on her face, I've even been known to point and laugh. The question is how hard do we let her fall? Just to get things even hairier let's throw in the Daddy to the rescue problem. I mentioned I have no problem watching our kiddo fail, Daddy, however, is another matter.
My spouse is well aware of his inherent weakness when it comes to our little princess. It's often my job (besides maid, vegetable gestapo, and general fun killer) to remind him that we are not doing her any favors here. The likelihood of her growing up to be a major crime boss with a staff of "fixers" is right up there with us hitting the lottery. She is book smart, but evil, world domination clever, not so much. This kid has only recently accepted the fact that there is a need for deodorant.
I am ok with and love my late bloomer, I just hope she gets her petals banged up a bit in the process.
Friday, August 16, 2019
Friday, August 2, 2019
New Year Old Problem
It's the New Year, Yay! Out with the old, in with the new and all that crap! I am, as of this writing, the same bummed out grump I was last year this time. The holidays being over always get to me. I should take a page from the Retail industry and look for the next holiday. The trouble is, I can't find one, or not a big one. There are plenty of smaller things coming up for me to focus on but none of them are much fun. Considering the fact that after 2018, we have no where to go but up, I should be able to scrape up some hopeful enthusiasm for the New Year, right?
I'm going to go out on a limb here and say that we, as a family, are feeling a little beat up from last year. It could be that the last few months of the year flew by in such a blur that I feel like I didn't get a chance to really enjoy them. Being surrounded by reminders like large trees and house lights takes up a lot of space in our small house and when they're gone, the place can really feel empty. Add Winter, not much else holiday wise, tax filing and unemployment and you've got a basic recipe for depression.
The question becomes what to do about it? The answer, regrettably didn't change from last year. When I can't find a holiday, I'll make one instead. (Thank you, Dr. Suess!) Enter, oddly enough, football season. Those that know me know I am no football fan. I am, however, a fan of getting our group of usual suspects together for a party. It also forces me to keep our house clean (reasonably). Wine notwithstanding, the big thing I enjoy about our gatherings is the opportunity to play games. It's the only time I get to use the adult card games that otherwise sit in our basement. We, as a group, are far from serious and there hasn't been a game yet in which at least one of us laughed so hard we couldn't breathe.
It may or may not help to remember that since Christmas managed to sneak up on me, I'm sure summer will, too. I seem to have a problem with trying to plan ahead versus living in the present moment. Right now, however, I'm having a problem scraping up any enthusiasm for either. It looks like I'm going to have to fake it till I make it. It would just be nice if that weren't the story of my life! Happy Winter, everyone!
I'm going to go out on a limb here and say that we, as a family, are feeling a little beat up from last year. It could be that the last few months of the year flew by in such a blur that I feel like I didn't get a chance to really enjoy them. Being surrounded by reminders like large trees and house lights takes up a lot of space in our small house and when they're gone, the place can really feel empty. Add Winter, not much else holiday wise, tax filing and unemployment and you've got a basic recipe for depression.
The question becomes what to do about it? The answer, regrettably didn't change from last year. When I can't find a holiday, I'll make one instead. (Thank you, Dr. Suess!) Enter, oddly enough, football season. Those that know me know I am no football fan. I am, however, a fan of getting our group of usual suspects together for a party. It also forces me to keep our house clean (reasonably). Wine notwithstanding, the big thing I enjoy about our gatherings is the opportunity to play games. It's the only time I get to use the adult card games that otherwise sit in our basement. We, as a group, are far from serious and there hasn't been a game yet in which at least one of us laughed so hard we couldn't breathe.
It may or may not help to remember that since Christmas managed to sneak up on me, I'm sure summer will, too. I seem to have a problem with trying to plan ahead versus living in the present moment. Right now, however, I'm having a problem scraping up any enthusiasm for either. It looks like I'm going to have to fake it till I make it. It would just be nice if that weren't the story of my life! Happy Winter, everyone!
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