Before I forget, I need to write down something funny. Today I was sitting at the table with the girls helping them finish their homework when Abby asked 'Why do you always have to be on time when you come to get me? Why can't you be late?" Fast forward to tonight, we tucked her in, and a few minutes later she yelled from her bed, "Mom, there's one thing you forgot to do today....you forgot to be late when you were picking me up!" I reminded her that we had just talked about it today and that I would be late tomorrow.
Brynn and I thought Abby's request was hilarious and then I asked Brynn if she remembered what she did when I showed up even 30 seconds after she walked out of her kindergarten classroom. She giggled and said, "I started crying every time!"
It's true, when Brynn was in kindergarten if I wasn't standing there waiting right when she walked out the door, she was in tears. It made her teacher mad, but then again, if you looked at her teacher wrong, it made her mad. At the time, Brynn told me that it made her think I wasn't coming when I wasn't there waiting when she got out. I told her she needed to trust that I would be there, so I purposely came late 3 days in a row and she was over it. S he just had to take a deep breath and tell herself that things were going to be okay. I have to hand it to Brynn though, being the first child has to be rough, especially when you're the new kid in town and you're pretty different from everyone else.
2 comments:
Abby needs to have a talk with Annette, she was in tears the other day when I showed up litterally 5 seconds late. It can be scary not knowing when mom will show up. Cute post.
That's funny. I wish my kids would say that about me. I am usually late. I want to be on time, I'm just usually not.
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