Which means the kids don’t see their father a lot right now. Last night it was getting late and the kids needed to get to bed and they were stalling as usual. My patience was wearing thin. At one point I raised my voice at Charlotte and she stomped into her room and pouted/yelled ” I WISH DAD WAS HERE YELLING AT US INSTEAD OF YOU!”
P: I’m glad we are back in Canada
M: Oh? What do you mean?
P: All my friends are in Canada.
M:Oh you mean daycare? We never left Canada…
P: Yes – when we were camping.
M: No – Waskasiu is in Canada.
C: WE left Canada!
C: When we went to the place with the dinosaurs.
M: You mean Drumheller? That’s in Alberta which is a province in Canada.
The kids were not cooperating at bedtime so Dean and I told them they were on their own. I gave them a few minutes and when I didn’t hear anyone brushing their teeth I asked why not. Charlotte told me that Peter needed help so I asked her to help him. “But he doesn’t listen to me!” she yelled. “I DONT LISTEN TO ANYONE!” Peter yelled back.
This afternoon Grandpa let Peter drive the boat by himself. Later while I was having a rest, I said “Peter, I’m pretty tired. You might have to drive home.”
“I only have my motorboat liscence” he replied.
So we’re having breakfast today and I see Peter looking at his legs under the table and he says :\P: Hey – my broken leg is better! (but still sounding a bit forlorn)
M: You had a broken leg?
M: How did you break your leg?
P: Jumping on the trampoline L It cracked.
At that point I burst out laughing because it reminded me of one of my favorite “Kid Snippets”
Peter: i’m not going on the boat. I don’t want to be on the water.
Me: So are we leaving you behind?
Me: Who will take care of you?
Peter: Um…the fishies at the dock.