Mommy's can be soooo stupid (or maybe it's just me)
So my kids have had a serious case of the gimmes this summer. I know why-they are with me more, and shopping with me more, and being a bit of a shopahlic, I tend to buy them things. Add Tabby's birthday is this week so the present requests start ramping up. But this summer it's been a bit extreme. When Tabitha pounces on every catalog in the mail and rifles through it pointing out what she wants, you know it's bad. I've gotten to the point of leafing through the catalogs myself at a breath taking speed while standing over the recycling bin so I can trash it before she sees it. Pathetic.
But not quite my point. My point is that today Oliver made a request for a Darda car track set. Now, Darda car track sets are pretty damn cool, and I don't blame him for wanting one. But I looked around his room stacked full of all sorts of toys (not all of it Waldorf approved either) including 3 bins full of playmobil both vintage and the latest stuff and I must admit I felt something fizz a little in my frontal cortex.
Now here comes the stupid part. I told him he could have the Darda set but he would have to give away his playmobil to make room. The catch is that everyone in this family knows that it's not so much his playmobil as my playmobil for which I use him as an excuse to buy. I know it, Eric knows it, and it turns out that Oliver knows it too, because he heartily agreed to the proposal, in a split second-no qualms.
So what was I to do. To drive home my point I made him immediately collect all said playmobil and put it in my room "to be sold". I thought he would come to his senses when he had to place the little skateboard figure on the pile, and I almost had him with the coast guard boat, but no, he sucked it up and sacrificed the playmobil-my playmobil-for the sake of a stupid Darda set.
The worst part was when he looked at me and said-and seriously he really did say this, with this look of genuine sorrow on his 6 year old face, "I'm sorry mama, I know how much you like the playmobil."
I have never felt so foolish in my whole parental life.
Now I have to figure out a way to keep the freakin playmobil while still making my point that he is not allowed to have every blasted toy on the planet, just on principle. Because I'm so good with principles.
:P
ps-I have not abandoned my crafty ways: I am admitting knitting envy and trying to capture the pure knitting love of Moonstitch's latest project, only mine is green:
wish me luck, I really do think this one will make FO status!







