Daddy Daughter Sunday Funday
Last Sunday, you and I got the whole day alone together. I gave you the option between going to the zoo and the botanic garden. Of course you chose the zoo even though you’d just been to the Central Park Zoo a couple months ago (I’d like to think it’s because you’re studying zoo animals at school this week, but I bet having no idea what a “botanic garden” is played a role).
We got incredibly lucky with the baboons. There were some very playful and social babies when we arrived. They were literally interacting with you and other kids through the glass. You were shrieking with joy. It was ace to see you bond with a creature like that. You were definitely more impressed than you were with the cows at the county fair two weeks ago.
We then came home, took a nap, and headed out to the park, which was yet another request you made (“swings!”). We spent about an hour running around before coming home to bathe and call it a (long) day.
To be totally honest, you were a total nightmare most of the day. Everything was greeted by a “no” and tantrum. I think you got like 7 Time Outs over the course of the day. In fact, this whole week has been kind of a disaster in terms of your behavior. You’re arguing everything, including things you actually want. I must say I haven’t been the most proud of my parenting reaction to lots of it since I lost my temper in response.
I must say that I appreciate (and could learn from) your ability to leave the bad mood behind and enjoy something special that’s happening.
So thanks (but also… be nice, will ya?).