The snow and inability to get out have gotten to all of us (read I) and I think we (read I again) are all about to go crazy! Yesterday Big Girl and I had a "Come to Jesus" (that is what we call it in the south) moment. I am tired of asking my big girl who will be 5 in a few months to pick up, put away, and take care of the things that people have given her. She has become very disrespectful with her things and she seems to not care if things get broken or lost. Yesterday I lost it. We were picking up (some would say this is an act of God in itself...I might agree...but I was bored!) and I asked her where her baby bag was that her Nana had made for her for Christmas. She said she didn't know, so we go on the hunt. After THIRTY...30...THIRTY minutes of looking I asked her if she cared if this nice bag was missing....her answer....the one that made me lose it was....NO! At that moment some animal/mom/crazy woman instinct kicked in. I found trash bags quicker than you can say "oh no you didn't" and started sacking up everything in her room. Dress up clothes, kitchen stuff, the baby bag (that I finally found in sisters closet), elephant, other stuffed animals and babies, the crayon she got two days ago, Dora's, her new game system....if I could get my hands on it....it got sacked.
Needless to say she is/and was not too happy. When her daddy came home (my big grasshopper) we discussed what had happened during the day. They had a very interesting conversation. One of the most priceless moments came when big grasshopper tried to explain that big girl was going to have to earn her stuff back....get this...she said "I don't have enough money in my piggy bank." ha ha.....kids....even in the rough moments gems do come to light.
Will big girl get her stuff back in the next month? Maybe....but it will take more than her money in her piggy bank to get it back.
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