The Brassfields: October 2012

Maybe you fellow moms can relate. Lots of our mornings start like this:

Aimee: "Mom, can I watch a show?"
Me: "No Aimee, you need to get ready for school and eat some breakfast."
A: "But I don't wanna eat any breakfast!" (whiniest voice ever)
Me: "Too bad. You need to eat before you go to school." (Yeah, I realize I could say this in a nicer way, but Bridget still wakes up 3-4 times at night. And I have this conversation with Aimee every. single. day. Seriously, it's like Ground Hog day sometimes)
This can go back and forth a bit. Finally Aimee eats.
Then there is the getting dressed part.
Me: "Aimee, time to get dressed. Which pants do you want to wear?"
A: "I don't WANT to wear pants!"
Me: "It's cold today. You need to wear pants."
A: "I. want. to. wear. a. pretty. dress!"
Me: "You can't wear that dress to preschool. It's for church."
A: "But I wanna wear a pretty dress!" (whining again)
Me: "Too bad. You can wear pants or you can stay home from preschool."
A: "A skirt with leggings?"
Me: "Fine."

Back in September Aimee started preschool. She goes 5 days a week, 9-12. And even though our mornings almost always start out rough, she really does love it. I love picking her up and hearing about her day. (When she wants to talk about it)

Recently she told me that she likes to play "wild girls" with her friend Grace.

Um... wild girls?

I asked her what that was and she said, (exasperated) "Mom! It's when Grace and me are solving mysteries!"

Okay!

She loves playing in the sandbox. I love finding sand in her shoes and throughout the house.

I had hoped that she's reign in her sass a bit while at school. Not always so. At the beginning of the second week of school we had a little conversation like this:

"Aimee, how was school today?"

"Not good."

"Why? What happened?"

"I had to go to the office."

"What?! Why? What happened?"

"Um... I wouldn't turn around."

And that's all I got out of her.

At the parent conference at her school, before classes even started - the director of the school said that if the kids are having a hard time listening that they can have a "cool down" session in her office. We were assured that if there were any real problems that we would be notified. My best guess is that Aimee was playing and when told it was time to do something else, (in true Aimee fashion) she probably ignored her teacher. I haven't got any calls... so I guess it wasn't a big deal!