This morning as I deal with the red tape of our government - oh joy! I also deal with the shoe issues of my child. I'm in a hurry. I don't have time for any of this as I have an appointment to get fingerprinted. I get off the phone and never get the promised return call from the unemployment office.
Bella resolves our issue by kicking me. I bark, "Hey!" Bella runs off crying and slams the door to her room. Nonna just happens to be in there (I think she's looking for more things to steal from Bella to use on her next date). I can't hear what Nonna says, but I hear Bella bemoan, "Nothing!" then "When Mommy yells at me I know she doesn't want to have anything to do with me." (I did not yell) When she settles down I go into her room and we have a little talk. The issue has now been resolved. Nonna and I stand at the foot of Bella's bed. Bella exits down the hall to fetch her socks and shoes saying, "I'll just kick you again."
After a second talk, we are in the car on our way to the fingerprinting I'm late for. Happily, I discover that they no longer do this with ink and paper. Did you know that? Rather they keep swabbing your fingers and rub them on a glass slide. Your fingerprint is captured electronically.
The rest of the day involved the park, grocery store, and two different shoe stores until Bella got a pair of Skechers with plenty of bling. Thus the lesson I taught my daughter, kick me with your bare foot and I'll buy you new shoes. Hmm. I might have been a better parent when I worked full-time. Of course, then I would have been able to afford the Lelli Kelli's she wanted, rather than the Skechers she happily settled for.
2 comments:
GEEE I wonder WHERE she could have gotten the Kicking idea from? I don't know anyone that threatens to "kick you in the knee and run away". heheheeheh
Sa
I'd do more than threaten if I thought I'd get a new pair of shoes out of it.
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