1. the “crazy hat party”
2. the whole idea of wearing formal wear every day when G1 was little- from the time she was 2 until she was about 5 she wanted to wear formal dresses every day. I let her, it was fun browsing Value Village for $5 dresses that someone had spent $50 on, just to wear as a flower girl or something. As an adult you’d have to lead a pretty…. interesting lifestyle to wear a formal dress every day but when you’re 3 years old, what’s the big deal? I almost wish I had said no because she’s 7 and still now, she gets up in the morning and wants to wear a formal dress. How many tea parties am I supposed to endure?
3. The treehouse
4. The camping trip (not the one that happened 9 mos before m2 was born, the one that’s supposed to happen this coming sumer)
5. the whole “let’s spend our entire Sunday on this project I just thought of”
When I was a kid my mom basically said no to everything as far as I can remember and I never really understood why. So I try as hard as I can to think of a reason they’ll believe for saying no not to say no a lot.
And yet, this morning, as I am saying no- Heck No- to one of M1’s
ten thousand crazy ideas she has each day, she shouts at me saying “You never let us do anything cool- you always hate my ideas, I don’t even know why I bother asking you anything because you always say no.” I realized that maybe my mother might have said yes more often than I remember.
I’m overall glad she’s so full of ideas. She’s got initiative, and passion. She decided to do a project to earn her Girl Scout Bronze award by collecting toys to donate to kids in the hospital. She wants her troop to help her deliver the toys and read a story to a sick-but-not-contagious child. This is the same little girl who donated part of her Christmas money to the ASPCA, bakes cookies for the neighbors, went on the radio to sell girl scout cookies for the troops overseas, resculpted the snow in our yard to make a sledding track, started making a documentary on sibling rivalry and egged on their fights for dramatic effect, made me listen to barking dogs at the pound for 45 minutes, took pictures of me when I fell asleep in the massage chair at Costco, and I thought she had some communication issues, but it turns out she’s just sneaky.
And there’s tons of stuff I haven’t even blogged. She’s an enemy of global warming, too. And she’s recruiting the smaller ones to help save the earth, too. She heard about McDonalds beef cows grazing on Brazilian rainforest wreckage and was mad. On the way to girl Scouts, she turns to R and says “Boo on the evil arches for killing the rainforest” and they’re in the back chanting “Booooo, Boooooo.” So I offered them a happy meal. They switched their tune immediately. That’s what I thought
