The good, the bad and the ugly

The good, that was this weekend. The bad happened back in December and the ugly happened at the beginning of this month. It has taken me this long to finally be able to write about the bad and the ugly because it is just that. Bad and ugly. I have had a hard time coming to terms with bad and ugly. It just proves that I am not a perfect Mom and sometimes that is a hard pill to swallow. The bad is still bad and it stings a little to talk about it but the ugly has become a really funny story. It took some time to lick my wounds but now I just laugh....it is pretty funny. And I know that all Moms have their "moments". We are all forgetful and we all have stories that are mortifying at the time. Thank goodness I can look back and laugh.



Ok, enough of that. Let's start with the good.



My Parents wanted to have the kids over for a sleep over on Friday night, actually my kids begged them so they asked if it would be ok. So while they were there getting spoiled and having the time of their life Tyler and I took advantage and went out to dinner. We went to Hibachi House which is known for their sushi. I don't like sushi but Tyler loves it. I wanted to try it so I ordered the green roll. All it is is rice, cucumbers and avocado rolled in seaweed. Once I dunked it in ginger sauce and added some wasabi I actually really like it. Ok, so I unrolled it and got rid of the seaweed but I really liked it. Tyler ordered some sushi that I thought looked really good. It was deep fried so it was cooked and he said it was really mellow, not really fishy. So I tried it. I wish I could take it back. We were sitting in the restaurant and I was heaving. Like major dry heaves with the watering eyes. I had to put my napkin over my mouth so the rest of the customers didn't have to see it. It was funny and gross all at the same time. I also ordered the avocado salad and pineapple chicken with noodles, It's a good thing too or I would have starved. Then we went home and watched a movie. Thanks Mom and Dad for taking the kids. They had a ton of fun!



Saturday Britton didn't have a soccer game so I took advantage and cleaned the house. I actually had it all done before they even got home from my parents. When they got home we all got ready for the day and went to costco for some items then we told the kids we would take them to buy some toys. They have money that they have earned that they wanted to spend. Britton was able to find some things but Shayna couldn't find anything she wanted to spend her money on. while we were at the store we got a call from my parents saying "we are here to pick you up, where are you guys?" OOPS! We were supposed to meet them at our house at four so we could all ride out together to Dennis and Charlene's for dinner. Dinner at Dennis and Charlene's was so good. Dennis is an amazing cook. We had the hardest time getting the kids to leave. They were having so much fun playing on the pool table and catching fish in the bathtub. Yep, the bathtub. And yes, the fish were real. To bad there were only two out the five that survived the evening.



Sunday afternoon was open play at the indoor soccer facility where Tyler plays. We never get to watch him play because he usually plays late at night so we took advantage and went to watch him. He played for two hours straight. When we got back from his game I took Shayna shopping again hoping we could find something for her to spend her money on. No such luck. I told her I would take her to Toys-R-Us. Hopefully we will have more luck there.



Ok, on to the bad. This one still gets to me. I have struggled with this for over a month now. The guilt is hard to get rid of. It's not THAT big of a deal. And I have been forgiven. I just can't forgive myself. Shayna's ballet class always does a Christmas recital. They just do it at the studio and they don't wear costumes, they just learn a dance to some Christmas music and show it off to their Family. Shayna had been really sick and missed a lot of ballet. I had been sick as well and was really overwhelmed with every thing that December has to offer. I forgot all about her recital. My Mom had a hair appointment, Tyler and I were at work and my Dad had Britton so he just dropped her off and left. NOBODY was there to watch her. She was the ONLY one without family. They had gotten out a little early so by the time Britton and I got there to pick her up she was sitting alone on the bench waiting for me. As soon as I pulled up to park I knew what had happened, my heart sank and it sank even lower seeing her sitting there. This is ridiculous but I am in tears just writing about it. Anyway I scooped her up and told her how sorry I was and how awful I felt about it. I told her I would take her for an ice cream cone and I silently cried all the way there. She was so good about it. She said she was sad but that she understood we were all busy, she didn't get mad at all and she told me I was still a good Mom. I wish she would have just screamed at me and threw a tantrum, I probably wouldn't have felt so bad then. But her sweet attitude just made me feel worse. She forgot all about it by the time she got her ice cream cone so why can't I get over it? Honestly if that's the worse thing that happens I think we are in pretty good shape.



The ugly, which has since become funny....Thank goodness! I feel I should give a little history here first. Britton is the worst eater on this planet. He hates everything and every night is a huge chore getting him to eat something besides chicken nuggets and corn dogs. I am beyond sick of making two meals. We always make him try to eat what we are having but we always end up making him something else. I am beyond sick of the whining and moaning at the table because he doesn't like something or he doesn't want to try it. I am beyond sick of him asking me what we are having for dinner and then I tell him and the arguing starts before dinner is even ready. So, one night a few weeks ago Tyler had to work late so I was the cook for the evening. I had spent a long time trying to figure out a meal that Britton would eat so we could all eat the same thing and eat together. He came into the kitchen and asked me what we were having. Chicken strips I said. Whoa....you would have thought the world was coming to an end. He took one look at them and said "I am not eating those, they look sick" So then Shayna starts in, if Britton doesn't have to eat it then I'm not eating it. I don't want chicken. I want wendy's. AAAHHHH!!!! I could feel myself losing my temper. I shoved the chicken into the oven and slammed the door shut. I told Britton if he wasn't going to eat dinner he could spend the evening in his room WITHOUT food and he wasn't allowed to come out until his Dad got home. I also told Shayna she could do the same thing if she wasn't going to eat. So off to their rooms they go. About a minute later I hear Brittons door open and he walks out and grabs the phone. I thought he was going to call his Grandma to tell on me for yelling at him. This is when Shay walks out of her room. I asked Britton who he was calling and he said he was calling the cops. I asked him why and he said because it is abusive to not feed your child. I told him to go ahead and call the cops. I was actually yelling at him. I said go ahead and and do it. They will just take YOU away from here, they will put YOU in a foster home and good luck getting them to cater to YOUR every need. And besides that, what do you think they will think of YOU when they come into our home and find ME cooking. That doesn't sound very abusive to me. By this time Shayna was hysterical. She was crying and screaming and so, so scared. He turned around to Shayna and said I was just pretending I wasn't really going to call them. I told him to bring me the phone and I didn't think scaring his sister half to death was funny. I started walking towards him to get the phone from him and I think the pissed off look on my face scared the s***t out of him because he set the phone down on the floor and took off running to his room and shut his door. I yelled at him to not come out until his Dad got home. Meanwhile I had to console Shayna. About 15 minutes had passed and I was pulling the chicken out of oven and here comes Britton. Mom, I'm really, really sorry. I'm really hungry and I want to try your chicken. So we talked about our argument and gave each other a hug and said I love you. Then he sat down at the table ready to eat his dinner. Guess what he said. He said, this is really good Mom, can I have some more? Are you serious Britton? Did we really have such a big ordeal over that?



Anyway Dad got home and everything was taken care of. Ahh! (Sigh of relief). I love it when Tyler gets home.