Okay I'm trying very hard not to wish away the summer, but I've had about all the little girl drama I can take for one season.
You know what I'm talking about; the preteen drama queens -- a later, slightly more mature version of a toddler meltdown, when a group of little girls savagely stomp on each other's feelings and forget how to play nice. Sort of a rated G version of Mean Girls.
It's been a long, hot summer for Aliza and her little friends. Long weeks spent bike riding, swinging, making mud pies, running through sprinklers, swimming, and working lemonade stands have lost their ability to captivate and charm like they could in June. Everything is "boring" now. So tempers tend to flare with little to no notice.
It's funny how two little girls can play together quite nicely, but add a third little girl in there and suddenly you get a great example of the cliche' "three's a crowd." Good grief. If it's not "they aren't being nice to me!" Then it's "you aren't my friend anymore!" or even "I'm never playing with you again!" I send one home and others come to take her place. They are like little boomerangs.
There's just been way too much togetherness between all these little ones these last few months. They aren't feeling the love anymore.
I would have planned more activities for Aliza this summer, but it's hard to fit things in between the boys' therapy schedules. All summer long, there were many days where the only time neither of them is in therapy and we could actually get in the car and go somewhere might be between 3 and 3:30 PM. Not many activities seemed to exactly fit our free time. She did take swimming lessons and go to vacation bible school, but we rearranged the boys' schedules a little to fit that in. The boys' routine had to give a little too, because otherwise "it's not fair!"
12 days until school starts, not that I'm counting.