It started out great. We had the Skelter for the Shelter race, and Kim and the kids were doing the 2K, and I did the 5K (is it weird that I had the EXACT same time that I had with a race two weeks ago? Maybe?). When I came in from the 5K, I wandered around, and couldn’t see Kim, the kids or Buddy anywhere. After about 10 minutes of wandering around and drinking my water and eating my banana, I see that the doors to the van are open…while kids and parents are running all around outside…oh boy.
There sits Kim and the kids, with Kim stewing. Why? Well, Demetrius, who has been a fuss bucket the past 3-4 days, didn’t want to run the race. So the whole way, it is my understanding, he screamed at his mother he hated her, that she was a bad mom and she was hurting his brain by making him run. Needless to say, she was mad and shook up, and said she was stared at a little too harshly by some folks. She talked to D about all the the things we regularly talk to him about in these situations, but to no avail. He’s been bossing her alot over the past week, so we took his Nintendo DS from him today and told him no movies. Ouch. He doesn’t know this race, we were in a new place and it was public – all bad, and all leading to a very public fit while I was huffing it in the 5K.
Maya came in third.
More of the same later in the day, but one can only have so much patience, even when you are taking your kids for ice cream and to their favorite bookstores. Maya got in the trouble-making game herself when we took Buddy for a walk tonight and she saw some kids over at the park playing. “I WANT TO GO TO THE PARK!” she demanded. It was late and we already decided they needed to hit the hay early. This was not an acceptable answer for her, so she screamed, cried, and threw fits for the remainder of the walk. When she got home, she just started crying. She’s desperate for some social interaction with other kids, and the promise of the park tomorrow does not offset the want to play right now.
So it’s 9:30pm and they are in bed, and Kim is crashed on the couch. This part of the move is taking a toll on the family – though Buddy is snoring it up from two walks and a fun run today. He’s dreaming of sniffing other dogs…well, never mind.
I’ll dream of getting in the house and us getting settled with our ‘stuff’. I think that’s going to be another big hurdle.
By the way, did I tell you? Demetrius broke our DVD player the day before it was packed up. I believe folks, that is DVD player #6 or #7 he’s destroyed…even with a parents control system on it. It might be time to give up having a DVD player with the TV and go to old computers with passwords…..of course, he’s an expert on pushing buttons on the computer DVD players to stem…
I need to go to bed.