Sometimes I Write Blog Posts So I Will Remember To Do Something
There are mistakes, and then there is letting your kid browbeat you into confessing that you are headed to a Penguins game.
I should start at the beginning.
The beginning is somewhere around the time Alexis was a year old. She went to her first Pens game and she loved it. She loved it so much that she asked for Penguins tickets for Christmas one year and has asked to go to as many games as possible every year since.
That brings us to this summer. This summer Alexis figured out that she didn't get to go to a Pens game last season. Now, while I am 99.9% sure she is wrong and that she did go to one, it doesn't matter. In her head, she missed a year.
THAT IS A TRAVESTY.
Apparently, it is the sort of travesty that is weighing heavy on her mind because on her "About Me" booklet that she put together for Open House at school, she listed "Go to a Penguins game" as one of her dreams. It was right up there with going to Disney World and having a baby brother. So.
She dreams big. Obviously.
I knew all of this and yet I pulled a stupid. Despite knowing that she would be SO jealous, when Alexis asked me for the umpteenth bazilliontenth time where I was going Saturday, I broke. Instead of saying, "to a grown-up thing" like I should have, I turned and said, "I'm going to a preseason-doesn't-count-will-probably-be-really-boring Penguins game."
She ignored all of my adjectives and adverbs and cut straight to the chase.
"YOU'RE GOING TO A PENGUINS GAME? WITHOUT ME?" she shrieked.
And then she sobbed. And sobbed. And sobbed.
She was truly a sad little person.
No amount of bribery or justifying or anything made her calm down, so eventually I said we would buy tickets that very night when I got home. I said she could pick the game and the seats and SHHHH! She doesn't know that isn't entirely possible.
But then she was asleep when I got home. Alexis. The kid who rarely sleeps. She decided to sleep THAT night.
How much do you want to bet that she will remember that promise at the worst possible moment? I guess Santa better buy some Penguins tickets again ...
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Reader Comments (3)
Dear Alexis,
So sorry that we didn't take you with us to the Penguins game. It was really boring. Like, "WOO HOO! THERE'S DIET RC COLA!" boring. Even the players fell asleep. And I tried to help them score goals by putting on lip gloss but it only worked once. Alas, I cannot even claim to be the bearer of the one and only tube of Mary Kay Au Naturel lucky hockey lip gloss on this whole Earth.
Sigh
You would have fallen asleep.
Sincerely,
The awful blogger who stole your mommy on Saturday for several hours.
(Next time, girlfriend, you're coming with!)
Yeah, you are totally going to another Pens game this year. At least one. Maybe four.
alexis,
don't let them lie to you. it was fun. BUT, since life isn't fair, mommy only received one free ticket and went without you. good news is mommy missed you and will take you to a game. yaaaaaaaaay, for you being loved!
love yew,
becky