Two doors down
The Boy has become friends with R, a boy who lives two doors down from us. I'm glad to see this happen, mostly because I grew up in a neighborhood where there were lots of kids to play with, which we did everyday.
R's mom has been a SAHM since he was born. She once told me that since R is not in daycare, and since she is not a morning person, they stay up until 11:00 or so at night and don't get up until mid morning. R is 3.5 years old.
Since I am not a SAHM, I assume she and her husband would realize that is not the way at our house. They have been over a lot this summer, and always at 8:30 I tell The Boy it's time to get ready for bed.
Last night The Boy asked if R could come over to play. After dinner we walked down to get him and brought him back to our house. It was around 7:00. His mom offered to come and get him in 15 minutes. I said I thought they could play for an hour or so. I have been hoping that since it's getting dark earlier, I could get The Boy into bed earlier.
They didn't leave until 9:45, even after I said it was way past bedtime. Dad came to get him and just didn't leave.
My mom suggested that from now on I need to go get him and then say I will bring him home in an hour. Smart lady, that one. No wonder she survived raising four kids.
Regarding the birthday gift dilemma below? Of course I would not attend without a gift - I was planning to put a small amount of money in a card since I have no real idea what the girl likes. However, we aren't able to attend, and it's legit. Joel is having late hockey practices, most of the time getting home after 7:00, and darn it all - we have to feed the kid.
R's mom has been a SAHM since he was born. She once told me that since R is not in daycare, and since she is not a morning person, they stay up until 11:00 or so at night and don't get up until mid morning. R is 3.5 years old.
Since I am not a SAHM, I assume she and her husband would realize that is not the way at our house. They have been over a lot this summer, and always at 8:30 I tell The Boy it's time to get ready for bed.
Last night The Boy asked if R could come over to play. After dinner we walked down to get him and brought him back to our house. It was around 7:00. His mom offered to come and get him in 15 minutes. I said I thought they could play for an hour or so. I have been hoping that since it's getting dark earlier, I could get The Boy into bed earlier.
They didn't leave until 9:45, even after I said it was way past bedtime. Dad came to get him and just didn't leave.
My mom suggested that from now on I need to go get him and then say I will bring him home in an hour. Smart lady, that one. No wonder she survived raising four kids.
Regarding the birthday gift dilemma below? Of course I would not attend without a gift - I was planning to put a small amount of money in a card since I have no real idea what the girl likes. However, we aren't able to attend, and it's legit. Joel is having late hockey practices, most of the time getting home after 7:00, and darn it all - we have to feed the kid.
2 Comments:
At 11:14 AM, Anonymous said…
Oh, the birthdays! They are so frustrating.
I say no gift is probably okay, especially if you don't go to the party. It appears as though they are not real hawks in the etiquette-watching dept anyway.
At 7:13 PM, Anonymous said…
I'm sure no gift is fine... it's not a wedding after all.
I hate when people don't get the hint about going home. I've even turned off lights on people before and yet they stayed talking on and on in the darkness. Morons.
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