It all started on Friday night. I was out on a date with the hubs and Ethan was at a friends birthday party. Apparently he hadn't seen enough of his friend (who pretty much lives at our house) and didn't want to be brought back home. He came home grabbed some stuff and told Emma that he was going back over to G's house for a sleep over. (He lives about 4 houses up from us) She told him that he shouldn't and he said something like whatever and left. So, when we got home and found out Ethan wasn't there and hadn't asked permission, I was tweeked.
The next morning I wake up to my arms on fire with itching and I'm in a bad mood. Jordyn is already outside playing with G's sisters and decides that she wants to have a pool party. Does she ask me? No. Am I in my pajamas on the couch reading a book at 9am? Yes. She comes running in the house and tells me that C and L are coming over to swim and that the mom was coming too so she could watch the little one who can't swim. I was so mad. Just before the doorbell rang with our swim party, I asked her why my kids didn't feel the need to ask my permission for anything anymore especially when it effected my life. Jordyn's reply, "I'm sorry mom, I just feel like you're not a part of my life anymore, so I forgot." What the what? She is 8! So I've been down from my hip surgery for almost 3 weeks and you guys have had to do more taking care of yourselves so you feel like I'm not in your life anymore? You are like orphan kids raising yourselves now? PAlease! I've got to give her credit for a pretty sweet reason for not asking. The girl didn't even have to think, her brilliant reason just flowed right out. She successfully shifted the blame from herself to completely on me. She's got skillz!
My solution? I told all the kids that their lives are all too good and I apparently say "yes" way too often so the next 5 things they ask me, I was going to say "no" to. Jared immediately thought that was hilarious and tried to get his 5 crazy questions out in one shot. No bueno! Nice try though. We all had a good laugh and the older kids did think that all their lives were too easy and I needed to start expecting more from them. Alrighty then. I'll see if they remember that when I start handing them their summer jobs and the weeping and wailing starts. That's ok though, I can handle it. Besides, I wouldn't want them to forget they had a mother :0)
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