Wednesday, April 21, 2010

April 21, 2010

The cookie dough that Caleb sold for school came in today. I had to pick it up when I picked him up from latch key. I'm really glad we didn't sell much more than the boxes he needed to sell for the limo ride. After dealing with so many girl scout cookie boxes, I was glad that we didn't have to deal with dozens of cookie dough boxes.

We delivered to the people around our house, Stacey and Michael's parents. Michael's mom was gracious enough to let us store the ones we have to give to people at church in her fridge. They have a bigger fridge than we do and only have to keep enough food for two people in it, instead of four.

I took Stacey her cookie dough while Michaela was at Girl Scouts. I got to see her new car. It's really cute. It still has new car smell even. It was nice to get to talk to her for a little while tonight.

Michaela had a little bit of a meltdown tonight at Girl Scouts. They played kick ball tonight. She really does not like kick ball at all. I understand this because I really do not like kick ball at all. I think maybe she and I are the only two people on the planet that do not like kick ball. She is also very much like me in that she does not deal well with disappointment. She was disappointed because of the kickball.

I understand this but I'm 30 years older and have learned how to cope and deal with it. She's not yet 11 and has not gained those coping skills yet. People who are not like us do not understand this which makes it even more frustrating for us. I talked to Michaela one on one. I tried to explain things to her, but I know that it's just going to take growing up for her to be able to deal with her disappointments better.

Sometimes I catch myself expecting more of her because in some ways she is more mature and does understand things better than others her age. On the other hand, though, she is just in 5th grade and she is just still a child. She's got to learn as she grows like the rest of us. I would like to have more patience with her and I am trying. It is very difficult though having been where she is and knowing how a lot of her misery she brings on herself. She just isn't going to understand this for a very long time though, and I need to remember that.

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