Thursday, February 24, 2011

Take It Up With God!!!

I was having one of those days.  You know, the day when weeks of kids whining, back-talking, and bickering meshed with a bad headache and winter woes.  They day when the little things set you off.  It was before Valentine's Day and we planned on visiting the nursing home where we volunteer and pass out Valentine's to the residents.  The girls were bickering all morning, and Claire, my four-year old, was extremely whiny (I just can't get that kid to sleep).  The girls didn't do what they were supposed to when they were supposed to, so of course, we were running late to get there.  Any other day, time wouldn't have mattered, but this day, we were set to meet a friend and her son from church there and they had never been there before.  Needless to say, I was rushed, and feeling extremely irritated by the battles that took place in our house before we left.  Not to mention, I was feeling a tad guilty for all the yelling on my part to get them out the door.

On the way there, Claire says that she doesn't want to say, "Happy Valentine's Day" to the residents.  This is how our conversation went.

Me:  "Claire, it is nice to say that when you hand them a Valentine."

Claire:  "I don't want to."

Me:  "It would be nice if you do, Claire."
 
Claire:  "I am going to tell them Happy New Year."

Me:  "It is not New Years."

Claire:  "But Mommy, I don't want to."

Me:  "It is not hard."

Claire:  "I am going to tell them Happy New Year."

Me, gripping the steering wheel: "Claire, it is Chinese New Year.  The people at the nursing home are American.  It is not new year's for them.  Tell them Happy Valentine's day."

Claire:  "I don't want to and I am not."

Me:  "God wants you to."

Claire:  "But I don't want to."

Me, trying to be patient:  "Some times we have to do things we don't want to do for God."  (How true is that?)

Claire:  "I don't care.  I am not going to do it."

Me, knuckles turning white on the steering wheel and losing my cool:  "Okay, Claire, if you don't want to, FINE!  You can just TAKE IT UP WITH GOD!"

And even as I am saying it, I feel guilty about putting a guilt trip on my four-year old.  Suddenly, there was silence in the car.  We pull into the nursing home and go in.  I apologize profusely to my friend for being late.  We begin down the halls with our Valentine's.  Claire walked right up to a resident, Valentine in hand and a huge smile on her face.  "Happy Valentine's Day," she says in her sweetest voice...

1 comment:

Brenda Youngerman said...

I love this! What you might want to remember is that when she gets older and pulls it back on you that you will have no one to blame but yourself - LOL - this coming from a mother who just watched her 2 day shy of 19 year old walk down the aisle and get married :)

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