Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Playdate

Veronica had a playdate!  She has a friend at school named Corrine and they are the cutest little buddies, they are both little sweet things.  Corrine is a little younger than Veronica, she won't be four until August, and they are just super cute together.  Apparently they talked about having a playdate and I met the mom at registration and introduced myself and asked if we could get together.  Her dad brought her over on Thursday and they had a HIGH old time.  Of course, Maria was kind of bossy about the whole thing but it was still fun.  I wish Maria would lay off a little, but it's too hard to explain that it's not her playdate too.

She is doing just fine, old Veevsy Voo.  She was licking the hell out of my arm today and finally I said VERONICA, STOP!  Stop licking my arm!  And she got super hurt and she said "I was just kissing you, Mama!".  Ha!  She is crazy.

Last Monday, she didn't want to go to school.  She is a very sensitive person, Lord, ANYTHING makes her cry and in fairness, I was especially screamy last Monday.  I have been really good about not yelling at them, if I do say so myself, but I have really lost it with this damned construction we've had done on our house.  The dipshit floor guy wasn't coming on Monday, like he was SUPPOSED TO, and I was annoyed with him, the girls were doing their usual lollygagging on the way to the car, Maria took off her PANTS right before we got in the car, I was annoyed.  So I MAY have yelled at them to get IN THE CAR!   GEEEEETTTT INNNNNN THEEEEEE CARRRRRRR!, I might have said.  So we get all the way to school and walk in and Veronica says to me "I am not going today Mommy".  I said, who in the what now?  Why not?  I spoke really quietly and sweetly and said why don't you go to school, your friends are here, come on, it will be great!  But she had made up her mind so home she came and even though she was healthy, and even though we were PAYING for it, she didn't go to school last Monday.  And I have learned my lesson and I am not speaking in anything close to a harsh tone to that ninny before preschool.  We won't get fooled again!