Ginger had to get more shots today. It was very sad. She cried and cried, and she still cries if you touch her tender, chunky thighs. She has slept quite a bit today, which has worked out pretty well for me. I've gotten a few things done that have been on the the "to do" list for a few weeks.
Patch had some trouble at the park today. He took after a kid and started to hit him with closed fists. Lest anyone think I find this amusing in any way, I do not. I am pretty sure he thought he was playing with the kid, nevertheless, he was removed from the situation and we had a lengthy (for a 3-year-old) chat about being a bully.
There are some boys in our neighborhood who do not like to play with Mini-me, and she takes it very hard. They are older and a little rougher and don't have time for a cute Kindergartner to join their games. We had tears in the alley behind our house because they wouldn't give her a turn in the wagon. So sad.
Flower went to school dressed like Madonna in the 80s -- lots of layers and a flouncy skirt that looked like it belonged under a square dance outfit. I thought she looked kind of silly, but she was happy with herself. And really, if given the choice between over layered or skimpy, I would choose over layered any day of the week.
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3 comments:
you had quite a monday.
What a day! Sometimes it is hard being a mom.
Some day those boys will want to date Mini-me and then will they ever be sorry! And Patch, Patch, Patch -- unclench thy fists!
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