I swore I would never let one of my kids wear the same clothes day after day or hurry to wash a certain outfit so they can put it on again. I was not going to do that.
I made it through Caitlyn.
I made it through Sue.
Then came Patrice.
Today is day 9. I talked her into letting me wash it last night. Her first question this morning–“is my sparkly tu-tu dress clean and dry?” It was.
I don’t know if I have just been worn down, am giving in a little bit because she is the baby, or I have gotten wise and realized it’s not worth the battle, but whatever it is, I am kind of curious to see how many days she will wear it.
I made the big girls a deal today. If they worked together, and cleaned Patrices’ room without arguing, then I would let them choose one school subject to skip for the day. Caitlyn chose reading. Sue chose phonics. She seems to like handwriting.
Sue is really starting to get reading. I didn’t think it would come, but today she read me 11 pages of Fancy Nancy and the Extraordinary Book Report. As you may recall, in a hypomanic moment, I made her a deal–when she reads that book to daddy’s standards, I would dye my hair pink and purple striped. I had been thinking we were looking at next school year, but with the progress she is making, I think it might be by the end of this month. Oh boy. I have never colored my hair. Not once. I haven’t done anything to my hair since the perm craze in the late 80s. Hubby is completely on board with this and cheering Sue on. My grandpa (papa) is horrified at the thought. I am nervous, but really excited to see my Sue reading. That trumps everything for me.
Caitlyn found her first Hidden Mickey in her honey nut cheerios. She asked me to take a picture, then looked at it and said, “sorry Mickey, but you’re breakfast.” And just like that, he was gone. I guess I can appreciate her joy in the little things, paired nicely with reality.
I hope you have a great night and don’t forget to check out my Climb Out the Darkness Fundraiser!!!Survive til you Thrive!