A lesson unlearned
posted in Friends, NaBloPoMo, OmegaDad, OmegaDotter, Parenting |Remember this?
It happened again, this evening.
So, instead of relaxing and watching some nice dark science fiction (aka Stargate Universe), OmegaDad and I have spent the past 40 minutes dealing with OmegaDotter’s social life–or, currently, lack thereof.
Once again, she started making plans with A.–as in, “We’ll pick you up at…”–without sitting down and asking us first.
It’s not a lot to ask, I think. I’d like to have her request that a friend can spend the night, and actually talk about it with us, before she starts making plans with that friend.
Not to mention, she had already asked a different friend to come over tomorrow afternoon. (A friend whose phone number we do not have, by the way, so we can’t call his folks and say “It’s off, sorry!”.)
Not to mention, she had already asked me if she could do “Parents’ Night Out” at her gymnastics facility.
The result: No friends over at all tomorrow. No overnight. And “Parents’ Night Out” only if (a) they have space, and (b) she behaves supremely well tomorrow.
I wanted to talk about other things in my post today, but I’m grumpy and tired and about to head off to bed to wallow in being Mean Mommy.
