It was a quiet Memorial Day weekend. My husbands kids, along with MY daughter…they went to Charlevoix with my husbands ex-wife(don’t ask…it’s strange, I know!! I’ll talk about that in a future post) I sent my daughter because she was invited, she BEGGED…and I didn’t want to listen to her whine over the long weekend about how mad she was that I didn’t let her go with them. So, I sent her…with a very fake smile on my face! And…my 12 year old son went with his Dad…the whole long weekend. All four of them had a wonderful time not being disciplined and being exhausted.
So…that left the 4 year old home. With us. His parents. No one else wanted to take him so we were stuck with him. Oh well, I guess that is what being a parent is…being stuck with your children when no one else wants to take them off your hands
Anyway…every year, since the beginning of time…or at least for more than 20 years, there is this Polish Fair called St. Marys Fair. We decided to take the 4 year old to it. There was nothing else to do so, we figured why not. Off we went…to the St. Mary’s Fair, which I hadn’t been to since the weekend of my senior prom, 21 years earlier. HOLY CRAP!!
My son couldn’t be bothered by eating. He didn’t have enough time. He HAD to go on EVERY SINGLE kiddie ride at the fair. BY HIMSELF! Without his parents. (It was so cute!!) But, we got to the child’s version of the tilt-a-whirl. He looked at it. He walked by it. He walked back to it. He REALLY, REALLY wanted to go on it…but, for some reason…NOT BY HIMSELF. Even though you sit in innocent looking, blue bears. He was worried to do this one himself. So, he asked his Daddy if he’d go on it with him. His Daddy had just eaten a boatload of Polish food…stuffed cabbage, perogies, and many other deep fried and stuffed Polish delights. So…he declined the invite of going on a semi-fast, very twirly carnival ride. And, he insisted that my son should ask his mother, who didn’t partake in the pig-fest with her husband, to go on the Mini Tilt-A-Whirl.
And he asked me.
And I said of course!
There was no line so, we got right on the ride. We were placed in our bear seat with the giant steering wheel…you know what I’m talking about…the wheel that makes the seat spin…that makes you so dizzy that you feel like you’re going to puke…right. then. and. there. Yeah, that one.
Luckily, I was with my son. Who was scared to spin around in circles too quickly. Thank GOD!!
The ride starts.
My son puts his hands on the wheel, to spin the bear that we are in. I went to put my hands there, to help him.
He says to me…Mommy, just sit there next to me and DON’T TOUCH ANYTHING.
As I was trying not to laugh, I responded…Fine, here…I’m sitting on my hands. But, where the heck did you learn to be so bossy!?
His response…From you, Mommy!
I guess I’m teaching him well…his poor future wife!!
That is too cute! And how lucky for him that he got mom and dad all to himself for the day. I bet he loved that!
Yay for the one-on-one. And, ALL men learn bossy somewhere. Maybe his future wife will be a good boss to him.
Hey I like the new pad, I feel like I should take my shoes off or something it’s so nice and clean. And I bet he LOVED having both all to himself!
the planet of janet says
it’s always fun to have ONE kid for the weekend 😉
and as for your daughter going off with the ex-wife? my daughter used to go with her stepsister to visit HER mom. i thought it was weird. j-bear begged roo to go with her. (and i STILL think it’s weird)
Tara R. says
That’s perfect… I still get that sort of sass from my teen son.
I HATE Tilt-a-whirls… puke fest for me. Can’t take it.
OK–I so know where you were! We were only a few miles apart!
When I am in next time . . . we are SO meeting.
But, I can’t do the Tilt-a-whirl . . . I have roller coaster stomach that can only tolerate the carousel.
so grateful to be Mormon says
awh melissa! you made me giggle with what SP5 said. awh, thanks for sharing. thanks for letting me know your new bloggy address. i added your new one into my google reader, so i can see when you post new posts. thanks for the note tonight. glad you got a break from the rest of them this weekend. sweet. enjoy yourself, kathleen xo
dysfunctional mom says
I’m interested in this beginning story! my hubby’s ex used to always offer to watch my kids for us. NOOOO thank you!! lol
That is too funny. At least he wasn’t being chauvenist this time, cuz I really expected that out of him. I’m sure it was great for him to have the two of you to himself that day.
Hahaha! From you, mommy!
Bravo for not barfing. i love roller coasters, but can’t do spinny rides.
He’s a hoot. I bet he dearly loved being an only child for a weekend.
LOL! They grow up so fast!
Hilarious. I used to love to spin to the point of puking, but for some reason now that I’m older, it just isn’t as fun. The DW Rockin’ Roller Coaster? I just rode it wishing it would be over soon because it was actually …painful.
You are my hero for doing the Tilt-a-Whirl!
Isn’t it amazing what an eye-opener having just one kid around is? The stress levels totally decompress!
Sounds like some one on one time was fun for all of you!