Wednesday, August 11, 2010

And Still the Rain Comes Down

I don't remember ever having this much rain in all the years we've lived in the Riverina, on and off.  The dams are full which is great but to be honest it's getting a bit old.

Emily got up very contrite yesterday morning and got herself off to school without a whimper.  When she got to school, the principal called her into his office.  She's like "oh no what have I done now?" and when she got in there he says "turn around" and when she did, there is her Africa painting hanging on the wall of his office.  Emily was thrilled, and what a great show of support to her from our wonderful principal.

Phill snored all night last night so of course I didn't get much sleep.  I'm staying in bed and letting him get the kids off to school this morning.  And trying not to feel guilty about it.  Why do we mothers feel so much guilt about everything kid related I wonder?  I need to step back a bit and let him do more for and with the kids.  I'm so used to doing everything on my own when he's away that I just keep on doing it all when he's home but that's doing nobody any favours.  Josh needed new shoes and Phill expected me to go down with him to get new ones.  I HATE shopping for shoes with Joshua, he is such a pain, and I said "You can do it as well as I can" and they came home with a really spiffy pair of basketball sneakers, and in record time.  We are very limited here with shoes and it's often a trip to Young or Wagga that is needed.  Josh is now in a mens' size 9.  He's going to be huge!

1 comment:

Middle Child said...

Its funny because no doubt if Don had not had his accident when the girls were so young I may have had the same things to deal with - feeling guilty and all of that - but it was so different for us - and after the first three years or so of awful adjustment he took such an interest in the kids lives and took them shoppping sometimes because he had the time to do it...but he also liked being with them...sometimes we feel guilty...but maybe thats a pattern that begins when we first meet and we are trying to please...and the pattern becomes a habuit so the man accepts that you will just do all this stuff - it wears thin after a while...I tell my girls to start out as they mean to go on - ut they still do the same as we all did...

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