We still have our rough days but thankfully they are not nearly as bad as they were last year at this time. I've also got a knight in shining armor err flip flops who rescues his damsels when they are in distress.
It went down something like this. Princess' BFF was going to come over
for a playdate but before she did, she called me to see if it was OK for
her to bring her new bike so that she could show it to Princess. Then
they could ride bikes together at our local neighborhood park. I of course
agreed to it because I thought it'd be fun and besides Princess is
still a little shaky on her bike and could use the practice.
When
the BFF arrived, I sat the girls down and told them the game plan for
the day. Then I let them play rock, paper, scissors to decide what they
were going to do first. Jewel, the BFF, of course wanted to go bike riding
but Princess had been wanting to go in the pool all day. I could have
given Princess what she wanted in the first place and probably saved
myself a lot of headache, but I want her to know the world does not
revolve around her. You already know who won the game of chance, Jewel. So
that meant that Princess had to put on some clothes over her swim suit
and put on her tennies. Silly me thought I'd just use the bathroom while
Princess was getting ready. Wrong! In three minutes time, Jewel had gotten
bored and gone into the garage to check on her bike. Princess left her room to check on Jewel.
They ended up getting in a little tiff because Princess told Jewel she
shouldn't be in the garage unless I was there. Jewel told Princess that she
should be getting dressed. I quickly finished my business with
lightening speed and came out to see what the ruckus was. I sent
Princess to her room and Jewel to the Family Room so that I could talk to each girl privately. Princess told her version
of the story while she looked for her missing shoe which was under the
dog's bed. Then I went in to talk with Jewel. She told me that Princess had
threatened to be aggressive with her. Grr! Old habits are hard to break. I was
just about to take Jewel home since obviously this playdate was a bust when
Princess asked for another chance. For her part she did finish getting
ready pretty quickly and she did apologize.
So we left to go to the
park for just a little bit as the sun already starting to get low in
the horizon. The girls did well at the park even though Princess got
frustrated with her bike after only a short while.
While we were
there, the ice cream truck came by so the girls wanted a treat but I had
not brought any money with me. Then just as we were leaving the park
who should arrive on his bike wearing flip flops, no helmet but with
money in his pocket but my husband. He'd heard the ice cream truck and
came like a knight in shining armor on his noble steed to save the
damsels in distress. Of course by this time the truck of deliciousness
had left. Being the valiant knight that he is, he took off into the
sunset looking for the truck while the girls and I made our way back to
the castle. Patience won the day and the girls got their ice cream but
Princess was not happy because I would not let her get the one she
wanted. She had gotten it a few times before and it had just gone
to waste. She chose another equally delicious treat but she was upset that she didn't get her first choice.
She stomped off into the house and into her room. She was in tears,
wretched ugly tears. I told her that since she was so upset, it was best
that I took her friend home. She amazingly pulled it together so that
we could all go swimming.
Right before we were going to go swimming,
I was trying to figure out how I was going to make dinner since I could
not watch the girls swim while I cooked. Usually my husband BBQ's
something on these days but he was working on a project for a class he
is taking. I didn't have to worry long because my knight once again came
to the rescue. He said he'd go pick up a pizza while we swam.
Swimming went remarkably well. Pizza went even better. Princess got out a
lot sooner that Jewel and I so she went in to watch TV while she ate her
dinner.
After I got out, I helped the girls to keep moving along in
changing out of suits, hanging up towels- you get the picture. Princess had just about fallen asleep in
front of the TV before she changed into her night gown so it really
should have come as no surprise when my knight appeared with my daughter's wet
swim suit declaring that he'd been asked to rinse it out right before
our little one crashed on her bed. I guess she knows about his knightly prowess as well.
These are the days when I am so
glad that I am not doing this parenting gig alone since my husband
stayed home with Princess while I took the BFF home.
Yes we had our
bumps Saturday but Princess rebounded rather quickly so I didn't have
to end the playdate early. For that I am grateful. I am also thankful
for my knight who rescued his damsels not once but three times no make
that four.
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