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The trip to the waterpark last Friday went so well, with the girls so well behaved that I am now inspired to do all sorts of crazy things on my own with them. Brian's work retreat might be the week of the homeschooler's gathering at the waterpark in February? No problem! I can take them on my own! (which if it did happen, would actually probably be easier than taking them on my own last Friday as they'd have friends to run around with).
What really stresses me about places like this--waterparks, carnivals, amusement parks--is just the sheer amount of want. And while certainly my kids are old enough to understand they can't have everything, I also remember as a kid never getting any of that stuff--if we even went to a carnival or amusement park which we almost never did. But before we went to the park this time, I sat down with them and went over what we had money for--dinner and a treat such as ice cream cones--and what we didn't--game room and souvenir shop. And they were fantastic, stuck to it and didn't ask for anything extra.
Last night I had trouble sleeping and woke up while it was still dark but probably early morning--thought I saw Miranda standing in the hallway, glowering in a sort of Bad Seed sort of way. I jumped out of bed yelling "Miranda!" (well, it sounded like a yell, but probably wasn't really that loud) scaring the hell out of Brian. I need a night light or something for that hallway.
What really stresses me about places like this--waterparks, carnivals, amusement parks--is just the sheer amount of want. And while certainly my kids are old enough to understand they can't have everything, I also remember as a kid never getting any of that stuff--if we even went to a carnival or amusement park which we almost never did. But before we went to the park this time, I sat down with them and went over what we had money for--dinner and a treat such as ice cream cones--and what we didn't--game room and souvenir shop. And they were fantastic, stuck to it and didn't ask for anything extra.
Last night I had trouble sleeping and woke up while it was still dark but probably early morning--thought I saw Miranda standing in the hallway, glowering in a sort of Bad Seed sort of way. I jumped out of bed yelling "Miranda!" (well, it sounded like a yell, but probably wasn't really that loud) scaring the hell out of Brian. I need a night light or something for that hallway.