Aspen set her alarm for 7:05. New clothes were left lying out for the impending day. First day of school and she wanted to be looking good and awake before I returned from work. Mick ended up turning off the blaring beep while Aspen rolled over and went back to sleep. Routine is the pits sometimes. I woke her up with a half an hour to spare, got lunch made, packed with a note inside and reminded her to brush her hair and teeth.Five minutes later I had to go find her. The bathroom was quiet. She had combed out all her pretty curls and POOF was the result. I volunteered to help her with her hair just in the manner she wanted it to be.
"I don't need help mom, I like it like this!"
"You don't want me to wet it down and scrunch it", I asked, knowing full well the answer.
"I want it straight" was her redundant reply.
Why must fostering independence in a child be so against mommy nature sometimes. For a split second I considered grabbing the squirt bottle that lay within my grasp and go to town on that poof, but I decided not to send her away from the house in tears. She's touchy like that. My next move was slick, or so I thought.
"So, what hair accessory would you like me to put in for you?"
"I don't want a flower, flowers are dumb."
"Okay, how about I pin some of your hair back with some bobby pins?"
"Okay, but only two or three", she agreed.
"Sounds good", I replied with a smile and hands already in motion. Heaven forbid she change her mind! Little will she know I saved her some serious teasing this morning. Often times I have to remind myself that if she feels good, that is most important. But, I must confess, I wanted her to look cute for the first day of school, and she did, it was just her way.
When we walked outside she grabbed her scooter and said "see ya!" This time I interjected."Get back her little Miss See Ya! You don't just tell me 'see ya'. I need kisses before you go. Besides, I'm walking you to school."
"No mom, I want to go to school by myself. I don't need you to come with me!"
"But, I want to!"
"No mom!"
"Fine, but your not getting away without kisses. I love you!" She obliged begrudgingly.
"Love you too mom", and pointing her finger at me she said " And you're not walking to the corner with me!"
"Oh yes, I am!" I yelled as I bolted to the corner.
My big second grader is now officially too cool for me.
Sad day in my life.
Sad day.
Oh, man, I feel your pain! Tyson got upset when I had the door waiting open for him after school yesterday. He doesn't even want me to open doors for him anymore! :)
ReplyDeleteShe looks cute for her first day. I don't know how you feel. But I would feel sad if one of my kids did that to me too. Kids have to grow up and you can be there to teach your kids and be great examples and which you are a great example and a great mom because I see it every Sunday.
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