What do you call it when it is not your own children? It certainly isn't my proud moment? And even more questionable, these weren't children, though they were acting like children. Very obnoxious,and needing to be smacked around a bit.
I was at the pharmacy on Tuesday to pick up a prescription after seeing the ortho doc about my sad knee. That's a whole nother post! Rather than shop around I wanted to sit. It really hurts. And I have to go to Knott's Berry Farm tomorrow...I will tough it out. ;) Anyway...there were two young girls. I say young girls, because they do not deserve to be called young ladies as they didn't act like ladies. They don't deserve to be called young women because a young woman acts with dignity, respect, and kindness. These girls did not. Rather than just sit in one of the chairs nicely placed, one of them had moved them rudely in front of the rest of the chairs. I took the seat behind her so my mom didn't have work her fake knees behind her. Yep, her knees may be bionic, but they don't work like bionics. Too bad.
While we sat, I observed these girls. I am guessing they were late teens. They played on the Dr. Scholl's foot tester. It tests your foot pressures and tells you what insert best suits you. Fine...accept later one of them was looking at treatment for athlete's foot! Then tossed it back in a totally different place because it was ten dollars. I ended up in line with them to pick my meds. This is where the fun begins. I was right behind them. Yay.
One of them thought it would be fun to rearrange all the iTunes gift cards. Meaning all the $15 cards were now in the $50 slot and the $25 in the $15 and so on. This of course, was hilarious. Now, there is a certain type etiquette for things like ATM's, pharmacy's and banking--does anyone go INSIDE banks anymore? I digress. There was one person in front them. These girls inched up, up, and up. And literally pushed there way to the counter when they saw the woman at the counter receive her meds. I seriously doubt she had time to gather her stuff. Wow! Their mothers must be so proud.
Now to prove I am not cheating on this proud mommy day. I am going to say. My Little Middle has hit puberty. If you have a little drama queen now, and she brings on the theatrics, well, all I can say is...you ain't seen nothin' yet!
Last night, Emily wanted very much to sleep down stairs. I do not know what the big attraction is. I do know that it turned into a full scale war. She was telling me NO. She told me didn't care if I took away her computer. Yep she said that. I took it one step further. I got nasty. I said she wouldn't be going to Knott's Berry Farm. Oh, now that hurt! She ran and got ready for bed. We had a talk after and I told her that her behavior was rotten. Behavior, people. Because it is the behavior I didn't like. This girl worked it. She didn't tell me that she hated me. Oh no. She brought on the tears and said, "I'm the most awful daughter! You hate me!" What the what??? So I had to shift gears and go into unconditional love. And talk about our Heavenly Father's love for us. And still this child wants to sleep downstairs! What the what!? Back to no's and pleases. And then she picks a fight with her sister. Stomps off to another seat away from her and says, "Now you don't even have to look at me!" Let me quickly explain, that she brushes her teeth downstairs--we have a problem with this--and Rich had just got back from taking his parents back to their friends where they are staying but he was in the bathroom so we were waiting for him to finish. I said, "Forget your teeth. Go to bed!" She stomped up the stairs. I said, "Do NOT slam your door!"
Parents of Drama Queens. Beware. Puberty is not pretty. Everything has escalated since it started. And it will only get worse. Pray for me. Pray for my family. Pray for Emily. She might be the one who needs it most!
What are your proudest moments. Link up with Emmy and Kmama today and share!
This is fun Meme hosted by Mamarazzi and Queso. If you have never read either one of these ladies blogs be sure and check them out. And now for the questions of the week....
1. What would you do with an extra $1000 a month? Well my first thought is a sigh of relief. Breathing room. I might look into extra curricular activities for the kids. Get braces for the girls. I know the braces sounds boring, but they need them. I would make room for some play time. Play time is important.
2. What category of blogger do you think best fall under? I think it is called "Life Blogger." I just want to be funny and make people laugh. If you laugh when you have read my blog then I have done my job.
3. What is your go to solution when you are having a bad hair day? This depends on how bad the hair is. If I am being really cranky chocolate is the only thing that will calm the savage beast. But really, the truth is my mom and I like to use yahoo instant messenger to chat throughout the day.It has audibles to play with one of which is a screaming lady. We use her to alert the other that we are mad about something and then we vent away. Or we send a vent email.
4. If you were a crayon what color would you be? Blue. It gets used a lot right? I don't want to be the one in the corner that never gets used.
5. They say love is in the little things. What is a little thing someone does to show you love? Hmmmm....let me think now. When my kids write me love notes in church or draw me little pictures. When my husband lets me sleep in or carries the laundry upstairs.
The in-laws came in on Saturday. They were supposed to be in at 3, but the flight was overbooked. Did you know they did this??? Well they do. And my in-laws went on stand-by. My poor MIL got sick. I picked up some meds for her on the way to the airport. She said it was pretty bad for a while. And on top of everything a cold hit her. Sheesh!
So the next day, we went to the beach and met up with a long lost relative. My FIL has been doing Family History. And he found a daughter of his brother. His brother died many years ago. And yesterday they all met for the first time. It was amazing. And she just happened to be renting a house on the beach. How cool is that??? And did I bring my good camera? No! It's just the beach after all. It's not like I will have photo opps. Thank goodness for phones!
Emily scaled these rocks and scared the crap out of me doing it. Ryan also had my heart racing else where...
He actually went in further than the video shows. He was fine until he got an eye full of sea water.
There were also these little critters....
Sand crabs. The kids were both fascinated and disgusted by the sheer number of them.
We all went to dinner at The Old Spaghetti Factory for dinner. Is this just a west coast restaurant because I have never seen it anywhere else. I digress. The food was great. I did my best to behave. But my daughters insisted on having this...
Surprisingly, I only ate a few bites. It's all I could manage. It was very rich. That and they just tackled it.
Harry Potter grossed $168.5 million this past weekend. And I didn't go see it. I will. Soon.
The girls got treated to a night on The Queen Mary and Whale Watching the next day(Monday) and I got treated to such an easy day. I almost felt guilty for it. Ryan watched TV all day. He got to pick all the shows. I read blogs. We had simple lunches and easy dinners. I just sat and let the electronic babysitter entertain him. There were no fights!!! It was because there was no one to fight with.
Today he gets a day out with the Grandparents, and I have things to do. I have Weight Watchers, Zumba and a Doctor's appointment. I guess it can't all be fun and games for me. Although, Zumba is lots of fun. And my WW leader is a crack up. I would love to shop with her. The doctor? Well, she is going to mess with my knees and take x-rays which means pain and discomfort. Never fun. But I will have my iPhone so I will read blogs!
Do you remember this post? Where I was "Rockin' the Bump?" Well now Shell has asked us to share pictures of us "Rockin' the Baby" This is the last you can do it. Do it today...I believe today is a special day for Miss Shell...*birthday* So without any further adieu....
No, I am not holding her, but I just love Kristin's big beautiful eyes. Still that way to this very day!
Emily after finally taking her first breaths.
I can't even tell you how old Ryan is in this picture. Not a clue. Rich and I were supposed to go and see Martina McBride. Turns out we had the dates wrong. Her concert was the night before! D'oh!