Nate, Jason and I went to Jake and Allie's school to eat lunch with them. Unlike every single day of Nate's life, it was super easy to get him dressed and out the door. He is always excited to go to the school. He loved carrying his own lunch box and could hardly wait to be with Allie and Jake.
Eating lunch with Allie went well. There were a few episodes of floor crawling, but just a few.
Then Allie showed Nate around the playground. He was in heaven.
She's a good sister.
Things went a bit down hill when we ate with Jake. There wasn't any room at the table for us to sit, but I wouldn't have been able to sit anyway because Nate was all over the place. He didn't want to sit in a lunch room when he could be out at the play ground. Jason wasn't happy sitting in the stroller anymore either.
We survived lunch and went back out to play.
It was a sad, sad Nate who had to leave when the time was up. I ended up carrying both kids kicking and screaming out of the school (while I pushed an empty stroller).
* As a side note, I weighed Nate when we were at Jason's well child visit. He weighs 31 pounds. Jason is 22. So, when they are throwing fits and I am carrying them both, it's over 50 pounds. I'm a tough girl and 50 pounds really isn't that much weight. What gets me are the squirming arms and legs. I have to stop frequently to re-arrange their bodies...not cool. Plus, it seems like I am always carrying my camera, or some sort of bag with me too. I feel like such a spectacle as I leave, and the car always feels like it's a mile away.
I want to be a good mom and do fun things for the kids. I wanted to visit the kids at lunch and have it be a fun experience for all of us. It just didn't work out that way.
I've even been listening to a parenting book to try and learn better ways to deal with my friend Nate. Some of the ideas are laughable when I imagine implementing them in my life. He marches to the beat of his own drum and he doesn't want me to mess with his parade. According to the book, if I don't teach him to understand "no" now, he will not be able to say "no" to drugs later on in life...I guess we'll know in about 15 years how that pans out.
For now, life is easier when we stay at home.
I hope Allie and Jake appreciated me coming to their school. Maybe next year will be better?