tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8181941897289258428.post3252725700859293864..comments2023-12-26T21:48:58.294-05:00Comments on Bailey's Leaf: I'm not feeling terribly constructive.Bailey's Leafhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16752350373632902394noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8181941897289258428.post-61102373862062393812010-05-14T17:37:44.789-04:002010-05-14T17:37:44.789-04:00I'm so glad things worked out. Yay! :o)I'm so glad things worked out. Yay! :o)Rachhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09317328366288947798noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8181941897289258428.post-55701968775634443612010-05-14T17:10:24.976-04:002010-05-14T17:10:24.976-04:00We survived the zoo. I also figured out what the ...We survived the zoo. I also figured out what the hub-bub was all about. She thought that with me going, only her and I would walk around the zoo. She wanted to be with friends. When the teacher was giving assignments for children this morning, I said, "Oh look! I do have K-!" She said, "Yes, no offense but she wanted to go with someone else." In front of the other parents, I explained that she is without TV until mid week this next week and she has been on the naughty list. "Ah," said Mrs. H-, "then you haven't been one of her favorite people, huh?" "Uh, no." And yes, all of the parents in line completely understood.<br /><br />Great time to be had by all. Thankfully, though the biter decided that he was coming with us (his mother was confirmed to come and then was a no-show in the end, leaving 3 children without an escort), but in the end Mrs. H- gave him to someone else. I told her later that I was happy, as my heart hadn't gotten over the happenings of this week yet. <br /><br />Three of us moms banded together and kept our little herd together. The kids were great and we all worked together well. <br /><br />And yes. That kind of stuff cuts straight to the bone. I knew the Hannah story from what you had said before. My friend and I were talking about our little ones with some yucky bits to say this week and I told her that I knew that you had said that happened to you. I know it happens to everyone, but it hurt worse than if someone came up and pounced on me one. <br /><br />We've let it go. We've had a good day. Now sleep. That would be good!Bailey's Leafhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16752350373632902394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8181941897289258428.post-22089151763260609712010-05-14T09:07:26.866-04:002010-05-14T09:07:26.866-04:00Eek on the "adoption not God's first choi...Eek on the "adoption not God's first choice" thing. Really? Someone really wrote that? Good grief.<br /><br />As for K, yeah, they can really hit you in the heart. The "I HATE you"s don't bother me because those are expected. It's the unexpected--"I like Daddy better than you, he's more fun than you are." Or, "You sure do have a fat tummy, Mommy!" and such. They are kids, they are self-absorbed--as they are supposed to be at this age--but it doesn't stop the hurt, does it? <br /><br />HUGS, Mama. This is the hardest job I know.Rachhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09317328366288947798noreply@blogger.com