A no good, very bad, horrible, terrible day.
Or whatever the title of that book is.
Ours actually started out as a no good, very bad evening last night. Putting it into perspective, I *get* that a grumpy child is not a catastrophe, but wow, was Kendrie ever in a cranky mood. Blaine wasn’t feeling well, so the two of them stayed home while I took Brayden and Kellen to a SuperBowl party. When we arrived home, the tears were already flowing, for a variety of reasons, but primarily, she was tired and crabby and needed to go to bed.
End story, right?
No.
She woke up this morning, angry with me because I had some volunteer work to do at the school, early, so she had to get up half an hour earlier than normal. What she wanted to wear wasn’t in her closet —- BECAUSE SHE DOESN’T OWN IT AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU WON’T TAKE ME TO BUY NEW CLOTHES RIGHT THIS VERY MINUTE??? —- and so Blaine washed a pair of jeans for her quickly, but didn’t get them dry enough, so then she was crying again, and hadn’t had breakfast but was clearly too exhausted to get up and walk in the kitchen, etc, etc, etc.
First I tried to reason with her, then tried being stern, then tried cuddling ….. nothing worked.
Then I saw this:
Clearly, she’s still harboring a little resentment about the move.
I’m confused, though …..
She’d “rather be in Georgia, which equals love, hope, joy and happiness” ………..
But doesn’t want to live in “insert name of our hometown here” which equals kidnaps, murders, crimes, and POOP.
Hmmmmm.
Did we move to East Central Los Angeles and no one told me? Since when is our town a den of evil doing? The POOP part is pretty obvious because the entire family heard me bemoaning the mess in the den last week, but kidnapping? Crime? MURDERS???
Curious, I googled my home town annual crime statistics …… we’ve had seven murders total in the last ten years. With a population of over 20,000, I’d say those are pretty good odds. But how do I explain that to my melodramatic daughter?
It’s kind of funny, except it actually makes me sad for her to know she feels this way.
Hmmm, therapy anyone?
14 Responses to A no good, very bad, horrible, terrible day.
February 8th, 2010 saat: 12:33 PM
Aaah, 4th grade drama. My son, when in 4th grade, bemoaned the fact that we had moved from Canada and he couldn’t wait to go home. Never mind he was 13 months old when we moved here. Sigh.
February 8th, 2010 saat: 1:05 PM
I would *love* for you all to move back too! That was too funny…
February 8th, 2010 saat: 1:40 PM
Ohhhh- sad and sweet and cute at the same time. I love the smiley faces she put in Georgia. I am certain there are many in Georgia that are feeling the same way.
I keep cracking up over the word “poop.”
February 8th, 2010 saat: 1:46 PM
I would be homesick for GA too! Maybe you can think of it as you created such a wonderful early child hood for her, in spite of the fact that she had to deal with cancer, that Georgia in her mind is the perfect happy place! Not to mention Nicholas is still here.
February 8th, 2010 saat: 2:01 PM
First thought of mine was…steroid rages! When you were describing Kendries’ tantrums..I immediately remember my daughter going through those! Sorry..you can’t blame it on that!!!!
February 8th, 2010 saat: 6:47 PM
I bet some days are like that, even in Georgia!! Poor angel. Tomorrow will be better.
February 8th, 2010 saat: 8:47 PM
Must be the snow… she’s gone stir-crazy…
February 8th, 2010 saat: 10:43 PM
Poor Kendrie! Hope she feels better about things soon….. I have a homesick 13-year-old who is on her 8th grade trip to Washington, D.C. and has been stuck there three extra days!!! Just imagine the moodiness, etc. that their poor chaperones are dealing with……..
February 8th, 2010 saat: 11:49 PM
I have a 10 yr old daughter too. We also moved cross country, about 6 months after you did (June of ’08, from VA to KS). Out of my 4 kids (she is also the third kid, hmmm??? older sister, 15, older brother 13 and younger brother, 8), she by far took the move the hardest. She had a better year this year than last (which was awful), but she still really, really misses VA and the friends she knew her whole life there. I will catch her looking at pix and videos online, with that wistful look and shiny eyes that threaten to spill tears over. She still talks constantly of what she misses (her old friends, of course, our old house, our old tree, our old pool, I could go on and on. I can’t help but feel very sad and worry I screwed my kid up. My other 3 adjusted much better. So, no real advice, but you (and Kendrie) are not alone.
February 9th, 2010 saat: 8:50 AM
aww poor Kendrie! Hope she feels better about things soon.
Moving is hard. Even as an adult- and we only moved a couple hours and 2 states away- I still miss my friends “back home”
February 9th, 2010 saat: 1:12 PM
I remember the feeling from when I was a kid. But it did pass and it got better. Hang in there. I just found your blog and am enjoying reading it. Will be stopping by more often!
February 10th, 2010 saat: 10:21 AM
Awwww
I feel for her. Our family moved from Minnesota to Georgia last summer and my middle daughter (age 11) is still having a hard time (and so am I). Unbelievably, my 8 and 14 year olds LOVE it here – warm weather, bike riding year round, no boots, no winter jackets, yada, yada, yada. When my middle girl is having a bad day, we hear “I hate this school. No one likes me. I want my old friends. I want my old school” etc.etc.etc.! Those outbursts are getting fewer and more far between, so… I think that’s progress!
February 10th, 2010 saat: 5:27 PM
Haha, the white board seems to be a good outlet for her. Just give her one she can carry with her and call the cost of the board her therapy bill!
February 11th, 2010 saat: 2:38 PM
Is it possible that maybe something happened at school that could be making her act up?
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