Jeesh (is that how it's spelled?) That's what the week's been. Let's start with today and work our way back. Three words: Carmen, swimming, stubborn! My 5 yo sweet rascal just will not try anything new for the swimming teacher the first time she is asked. I am finding it not only frustrating but also embarrassing, like maybe she's this stubborn because she's homeschooled and everyone in the place is thinking, "Oh, if she were in public school, she would swim right along with the other fishies like a good little girl." In reality, I know that she would be stubborn even if she were raised in the wild by a mother wolf (she is of my blood, after all.) But there I kneeled, at the edge of the pool, trying to convince her to put on the red life jacket that the teacher asked all the children to try on. The other 3 kids were gleefully bobbing around and loving it. I asked Carmen why she wouldn't put on the jacket - her response? "I don't like red!" Needless to say, when the lesson was over, we had another discussion (after some quick discipline) about trying to do what the teacher says. Since guilt is my middle name, I can't help but feel that it's my fault she's so stubborn. But then, our entire family is stubborn, so I can't take all the blame! I guess I need to do my best and pray for a patient husband for my daughter! Now, on to yesterday. Three more words - dentist, surgery, me! Yes, it's just minor dental surgery but, still, it's MINOR DENTAL SURGERY! I'm trying to remain calm. My husband told me not to be such a baby! Thanks, guy! You know, the week started out sour. News of injuries, family needing major surgery, stuff like that. Without going on and on about everything, I'll just be glad when this week is over. This is Memorial Day weekend. We usually stay home due to all the tourists that flock to the coast but on Monday, I take the kids out to the big cemetery for the special service they have there. We talk a lot about how so many people have fought for our country and other countries, how brave they all were, how brave our troops are and we pray for them. We talk a lot about Iraq. My worst day here is nothing compared to a good day fighting in a war. I think I'll stop fussing about my week and say a prayer for our troops. |
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May. 26, 2006 - Untitled Comment
I know what you mean about stubborness. Carmen sounds very much like Logan, my oldest. He puts his foot down over the craziest things. "I won't wear that, I'm not going out to Sunday school, I'm not interested in doing a blog" and that's that. I really like the unschooling approach of homeschooling, but with such stubborn personalities, this approach can only go so far, I think. Still, I hope this sort of stubborness will spill over into something positive as they get older, such as keeping solid convictions and not bowing to any sort of peer pressure.
About your dental appointments, I hope they'll soon be over. When I had mine earlier this month, just the thought of them took a tinge of fun out of all the rest of life. Still, I read a good joke, "You know you're overworked and need a break when you look forward to a trip to the dentist as a chance to put your feet up and relax for 45 mins." I've never been that stressed yet!