We had a rough night. H2 woke up with a bad dream around 2:30am and didn’t fall back asleep until almost 4. And S2 woke up at 5:45. I was… not really awake. So once H2 had joined us at 6:15 I asked the girls to let the dogs out (which they did) and then to go potty themselves. I didn’t pay much attention (I mean, come on, they know how to go potty) and was really startled when they came back and surprised me with the newspaper. They had gone downstairs, opened the front door and gone out to the driveway and gotten the paper. Without me even noticing it.
The morning went very well (especially considering the night). We got to school a few minutes early and the girls were happy.
I started to work. Clean up every room. Make sure the toys are put away. Dishes, dishwasher, clean the surfaces in the kitchen. Laundry. Put out fresh towels, prepare the girls’ uniforms (and mine, for that matter) for Tae-Kwon-Do. Put the art (mostly hearts) the girls made for Mama on K2’s spot. Buy a big bunch of flowers and put them in a vase. Etc.
Then K2 called and told me she’d be home in an hour. No, no, no, WAIT. I wanted to take the girls to Tae-Kwon-Do and give them their yellow tape for good behavior! As they move from belt to belt they need to get a certain set of ‘tapes’ – for strength, punches, kicks, sparring and their form – and the yellow one that can only given by a parent or school teacher for exemplary good behavior. And I wanted to give that tape to the girls today for being so wonderful this past week. But if Mama is home when I pick them up from school it seemed likely that they either wouldn’t want to go at all or would insist that Mama takes them…
So I did a horrible thing. I asked my wife to delay her arrival until after we had left for Tae-Kwon-Do. The poor woman drove for 4 hours to get home – got up early to make sure she’d be home as soon as possible – and then her husband tells her to go sit somewhere and wait until after the girls were off to class. Wow.
K2 agreed and went to a knitting store that also has coffee – and sent some pitiful text-messages that made me feel even worse.
Oh well, I picked up the girls – and unsurprisingly H2 was having a hard time holding it together. She clearly was running on too little sleep. I talked her into coming to Tae-Kwon-Do with me. They got their tapes – S2 super happy and excited, H2 mostly just overwhelmed. So much so that she didn’t want to go to class and just wanted to sit on my lap. It took two teachers and my own encouragement to get her to take the class. And she cried hard.
Thankfully teacher Joy had good timing when talking to her and encouraging her. When H2 is tired and out of it she basically shuts down and ignores her surroundings. But she comes out of it every once in a while and Joy hit those times perfectly to challenge and encourage her – and after a rough start H2 then participated really well in class. And she and her sister got praised afterwards. H2 for hanging in there on a tough day – and S2 for supporting her sister. They also got told that they are very close to getting the final tape (green, for sixteen steps of basic form number One) that they are missing before they’ll get their next belt (red stripe). What good girls.
We quickly drove home were Mama was waiting. Lots of happiness.
While I went to my Tae-Kwon-Do class, the girls and K2 ate dinner. And the girls wanted “ice-cream-smoothie” for dessert. “Just like Papa does it”. And K2 got schooled in how to make ice-cream-smoothie “just like Papa does it”. The right number of frozen strawberries and bananas. And the right yogurt. And just the right amount of OJ. And then just the right technique when using the blender. When K2 told me the story as I came home it sounded hilarious – but I wonder if she got a little tired having her little instructors tell her over and over that she had to do it “just like Papa”.
I thought they were adorable and was touched. They are the best kids, ever.
K2 did bed time and I hope we’ll have a better night tonight.
Welcome home, K2. We missed you.
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