My husband is blessed to work for a company that takes all of its team, and their spouses, on an all expense paid trip each year. We have been to Long Beach, Washington DC, San Antonio and Orlando in the past four years he has been a part of the team. The company requires that you do not bring your children with you. At first I was taken back by this rule – not anymore. We have truly enjoyed these trips away from the kids. We love our girls, but we need a break and time alone together.
I have a secret to share, though – we actually had my mom keep our oldest (6mo old at the time) in a hotel down the street from where we were staying our first year. I snuck over to nurse several times a day; it was a pain! Every year after that Ed’s parents or sister have been able to watch the girls.
This year it was my mom’s turn. When I told Morgan that Grandma was going to watch her while we were in Orlando she asked, “By herself?” with a look of utter disbelief that I found hysterical.
All week-long my mom said the girls did well. Anytime they acted up she told me she thought it was just because they missed me… Blah blah blah . I appreciated this although I know the truth, they are my kids!
Since we have returned home though it’s all coming out. Everything from the “Grandma told me not to but I did it anyway” comments to the “I wouldn’t eat the food grandma made” comments. I smile to myself and we talk about better choices. However, they are young and it’s over, no need to rehash the past, right?
Morgan however is obsessed with the fact that she would not put away the dolls when grandma asked her to. She has mentioned this several times. She decided she needed to write a note to grandma. She doesn’t think grandma wants her to come back to her house again because she was naughty. Those thoughts could not be more untrue.
I have talked to her and tried to work this through. Grandma called and invited her back and told her how much she loved her. And I encouraged her to write the note and told her we would mail it tomorrow.
I love how she wants to have a clear conscience; I appreciate how doing wrong bothers her and how determined she is to make it right. I hope this never changes! Once again, I can learn so much from my kids.
What have your kids taught you lately? Have their confessions to clear their consciences surprised you? If so, what do you do to help them work through it?