The Weekly Peanut, Issue 138
We took a Disney break this weekend. Two reasons: Disney saturation the past weeks and Daphne going into full blown turd mode at regularly scheduled intervals. Ok, turd mode may not be fair, because for the most part she wasn't in a bad mood, she was just very into "testing boundaries" and not listening. At all. Then laughing about it. I suppose I prefer this to her being full on grumpy, but it's still a frustrating aspect to parenting (that whole boundary-pushing, not-listening thing). She managed a good swing Friday, so we treated her to the only restaurant she EVER asks to go to, Stefano's. D was completely in love with our waitress, grabbing her for hugs and kisses from almost the first moment she came to our table. To clarify: we have never had this waitress before.
Daphne and Stefano's spaghetti: a match made in messy heaven.
I had to work Saturday morning. D came to visit my classroom.
Then headed out to breakfast with Daddy. When my class was finished, Ian and I swapped the kid so HE could go work. I took D to 4 Rivers, where she absolutely astonished me by choosing a barbecue chicken sandwich with her mac & cheese. It took her a while, but she ate almost all of it (also requiring multiple bathroom breaks, we had no less than 3 families all come and go to our table while D was taking her sweet time with the sandwich).
So excited was I that Daphne ate a chicken sandwich, I offered her the opportunity to finally go see the Minions movie. "AT DA MOVIE FEETER?" Yes, kiddo.
There's little more relieving as a parent than to have a movie theater all to yourself with a toddler. Takes all the pressure off of worrying about them being on their best behavior. Interestingly enough, she was perfectly behaved. Didn't even ask for a snack or potty break the whole time. We did have some challenging moments when we had to LEAVE the theater (again, just like at Inside Out), but before she could melt down I told her that if she didn't pull it together, we wouldn't go to Target. Yes, Target is now Daphne's favorite place to shop. Proof she is a red-blooded American female.
We wandered the whole store. I told D that if she stayed in the cart and was a good girl, she could pick out ONE thing to take home. We went through all the toys, costumes, movies, clothes. Many things went into and out of the cart. Finally I told her she had to make her choice, and I was again surprised when she decided on a simple blue flowery dress from the CLEARANCE rack in the toddler section. Of course, she immediately made me do laundry when we got home so she could wear it the next day. D's excellent behavior completely went out the window when we went to get some dinner at Flipper's. C'est la toddler vie.
Sunday was errands day with the family. D dressed herself from head to toe (her new dress, her Ugg boots from Maddie, the orange glitter bow. All that's missing is a Pumpkin Spice Latte).
Daphne got out some energy by watching Bo On The Go. This show is like Zumba crossed with Jane Fonda for toddlers. She was running all over the living room, jumping, crawling. By all means, wear yourself out, kiddo.
This week the moods are still all over the place. Last night was great, this morning was full demon melt down central, and for no reason that I could decipher. I told her she needed to pull it together if she wanted a chance to go to Disney or Sea World this weekend. Please, kid.