She got put in timeout. Told an OUTRAGEOUS lie to her teacher (one that would give my MIL a heart attack if she knew Madison said). Drug her jacket along behind her in the dirt. Purposely dropped her bookbag in the dirt and wouldn't pick it up.
So I spanked her on the step in front of her teacher (the class was inside). Then we get home and she doesn't want to go to dance class.
By that time - I am through. I didn't argue with her or make her go. I was angry and upset all evening long. Part of it is the stress i'm going through with work, part of it is a "visitor" - TMI alert, I realize this.
We are supposed to go to the tree lighting on the square tomorrow night - Madison was supposed to dance. That is spoiled since she didn't go to class last night I have no idea what she's supposed to wear, what time she is supposed to be there etc. Plus i'm too embarassed as i'm going to go ahead and let her quit dance class as she's been asking to do.
Somehow Stacy will still pull the float this week-end in the Christmas parade but i'm not riding on it or anything. See above.
I am sure i'm being stupid but it's how I feel. I don't mind so much letting h er her quit dance class - I ALWAYS said if she didn't want to do it I wouldn't make her but really - I envisioned this happening when she started at age 2 not at 5.
Not when we've got all of these dance-involved Christmas obligations coming up. Not when her Daddy JUST paid a deposit on her dance costume for the recital in May.
Ah well, i've got it all out......here on my trusty old blog.
Now just let me get through this day-from-hell (we've got out of town visitors so ramp up the old bullshit meter x 3).
On a GOOD note Stacy did some more decorating outside last night - my house looks SO GOOD y'all!
It is bright and festive and he's picking up 4 more airblowns to put up tonight (although they won't get put out until it stops raining).
Cut me some slack, our house is on an acre so we DO have some room for them! ;)
Get-Me-Through-This-Tuesday-Lord!
