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Bad Choice Theater
Posted on Thursday, February 26 @ 14:59:18 CST by geekmom |
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Ah, it was a glorious day outside. Nice and warm, with just enough wind to make it comfortable. So, of course, I spent a large part of it bathed in electrons from my magic box (I give it time and electricity, and my clients give me money).
I decided early on that (barring massive client issues) I WAS GOING OUT TO THE PARK. Dee has been having a good week, so I figured I'd get my work done early, she'd get home, do her homework, have some lunch, and we could go out for a bit before her playdate.
Yeah, that was the plan. However, (bad choice #1) she decided to play in class instead of doing her schoolwork, so she had to do that work before we did anything. After she finished, I sent her to her room with the instructions, "Pick up the room, and I will come to check in a little while to decide whether you can come out yet."
Bad Choice #2: When I went to check, the amount of stuff on her floor had doubled, and she was playing with a bank. "Oooh, Miss Dee," I said sadly. "The room's not clean, and I have to run to a meeting. You have to stay in your room while I'm gone, and if it's clean when I get back, then we'll discuss whether you go to the park with me."
Bad Choice #3: After the meeting, I called to let hubby know I would be home in about 25 minutes. When I got back, I had trouble opening Dee's door because of the toys piled in front of it. I shook my head at Dee, then went to warn Daddy that that corner of the house was likely to be Drama Central for a bit.
Bad Choice #4: The news that I would be taking the dogs for a walk to the park without her was met with howls and sobbing (mostly variations on "it's not FAIR!" Due to the drama, she got to remain in the room while I was gone.
Bad Choice #5: When I got back, she still hadn't done much and fussed that she couldn't do it all herself. As an assist, I went into her room and walked her through cleaning, asking "Do you want to pick up books or babies first?" and so on. Because Mommy had to supervise, though, she lost one of her games at game-time.
After game-time, we did final homework and tooth-brushing. Just when we thought the curtains were closed, we had Bad Choice #6. After all else has been done, Dee is supposed to go tell Daddy that she's ready for story time. Instead, she dawdled her way down the hallway and stood in his office looking around. This cost her one of her stories.
Finally, we got her in bed, talked about her day and had lullabies.
Crap. Just looked down the hallway, and the light is on, so it looks like Bad Choice #7 (Getting up to play in the bathroom) has occurred, and I need to go deal with that.
Please stop the ride; I want to get off.
Update: The initial "light in the hallway" was just her going to the bathroom. However, she got up two more times after that (Bad Choices #8 & #9) and during one of those choices brought pretzels, crackers and her scissors back to her room (Bad Choices #10, #11 and #12 where she proceeded to eat in bed (Bad Choice #13) and cut the bow on one of her dolls and gods knows what else (Bad Choice #14) while she waited for us to go to bed instead of her going to sleep (Bad Choice #15).
With me so far?
Once we went to bed, she got up and came and got in bed with us, then fussed and refused to move when I told her that she needed to go get in her bed (Bad Choice #16). Once we were back in her room, she threw a tantrum (Bad Choice #17) that lasted a good 10-15 minutes.
After needless amounts of drama (and screaming that the neighbors surely heard), she finally went to sleep. Sometime later in the night after I went to sleep, she came and got in bed anyway.
Bleah. Now I have to do consequences for the food and scissors when she gets home, and that's assuming we don't have another note from school to deal with.
I can't verbalize how much I want to be done with this.
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