Tonight Zoe had dance class. My mom was off this week as she and my dad are working on my brother's house... with him... to get it ready for Nate to move in. She thought she'd come and watch Zoe dance. How cool! Usually she'd be working and this is a once in a long time chance that she'd be able to go.
So, she met us at the house, we got dressed - which by the way, is not as simple as it sounds when you're trying to shove two pudgy feet into really tight tights and a tight leotard while sweating - then headed over to the "studio." We get there in time, Zoe sees her friends, then suddenly decides she doesn't want to go. What?? She usually is the one who doesn't look back twice at me and marches in.
Tonight, though she started whining and wouldn't let me go. I tried pushing her... which by the way doesn't work with a cranky 3 year old. I tried bribing her... we can make brownies... We sat out for a little while my mom looked tired... (and maybe a little annoyed at her angle grandchild).... The other parents just smiled because even though they might be thinking odd thoughts about me and her, they have no doubt encountered the same situation at one time... which probably included bribing. I tried threatening... well, we'll just have to go home. She agreed to that one. Drat! She tried crawling through a sign and got stuck... Then, she decided she'd go in, so I brought her to the door and she whined and refused. So then I took her ballet shoes off and she whined and said she wanted to go in, so I took her, then she whined and refused... again! A mom had her little girl come to get her and she still refused... So, eventually we left, suddenly and without goodbyes... sorry ballet moms!
We got home and at dinner she scribbled on the table... with her fork... spit, drooled, said NO, etc.... OMG.... one of those days..... and thank goodness she's in bed now!
And Jonathan got to rest on the couch during ballet... and is now out shopping with Hayden so he could spend some birthday money.... hmmm.....
2 comments:
WOW! You had an evening...bless your heart my friend!
3 years olds!!!!! This could be my life.
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