Friday

I dropped Kaylee off at school this morning, and she was excited because it was Pizza Day for lunch. :) I came home and walked just one mile today so that I could get going. I headed out to Kokomo, and Chuck and I flew in the Baron for an hour. Put it away and headed to Glenndale for OUR pizza lunch. I left there at 2:30 and ran to get Kaylee from school. I was going to take her flying with me, but she was violently opposed and pitched a fit at the idea. She also had circles under her eyes and had Awanas practice at 6 pm, so I figured I'd best leave her home and resting until then, which we did. I got her ready for Awanas, and after I dropped her off I headed back out to Kokomo and took up Justin in the Baron for an hour. Picked up Kaylee, stopped at Arby's for supper, brought some home to Steve, and that was Friday. Tomorrow nobody has to work, and tomorrow night we are supposed to start getting some freezing rain, up to 1/4" of ice or so, and we're going to 'camp out' in our front living room with Kaylee. Sleeping bags and all. :)

I got to Awanas to pick up Kaylee a tad early, so I saw her standing off to the side crying with her arms wrapped around her. I stayed back and watched as a teacher talked to her for a minute, and then she seemed fine. Afterwards I asked her why she was crying, and she said it was because a ball hit her in the stomach. (They were playing dodge ball). I asked her if she went off and cried a lot, and she said "yes". (I'm not sure that she did). She said she doesn't like to get hit by the ball. I told her that's the point of the game, and I asked her if anybody else complained or went off and cried when they got hit. She said no. They are soft balls by the way. She also is the only one who complains in ballet about stretching. I told her she was going to really need to save the crying and complaining for when she was actually hurt, and that she needed to toughen up a little bit if she wanted to do this kind of activity. She said "If you want to trade me in for another girl, you can." I said "Of course I don't want to trade you in for another girl! I want the girl I already have, and I want her to toughen up a little bit and not complain so much." She said "I can't HELP it!" I said "You can help it, it might be hard, but you can help it." Her response was "I'll try." Her personality is very dramatic, it's just the way she is, but just because she's very dramatic doesn't mean it doesn't feel very real and important to HER. I'm not like that at all so it's a little hard for me to deal with and be sensitive to her needs while trying to help her. Something tells me this will only get worse as she gets older. ;)

Let's see. Laura's Ten Good Things For The Day:
1). iPod-literally music to my ears
2). The sound of 600 hp on a calm cool morning/evening
3). Hugs from a six year old happy to see me
4). Lunch with the Glenndale Guys
5). A new book waiting to be read
6). Hot chocolate spiked with Baileys; warm and relaxing
7). Enjoying "Numbers" with Steve
8). A quiet house
9). Camping out in your own house just because you can
10). High Definition television for the first time in your own home. ;)