Toys.
When exactly is it that a parent puts down their foot and says...
enough, is enough, is enough?
Apparently, I have not reached that point yet. Or, maybe I am just way too much of a 'yes person'.
'Sure, honey...you can get a car when we go to the store, but only if you are good.'
'No, only one car.'
'Grant, I said you can get only ONE car.'
'One car or none...you decide.'
'Hurry up and decide so we can finish up shopping.'
'Yes, honey. That is the coolest car here, now lets get going.'
So, do you think we go to shopping much? (please note that these are not ALL Hot Wheels cars. One tote is 'guys', one is Lego's, two are monster trucks and well...the rest are cars.)
But seriously, when is it that
enough, is enough, is enough? Does anyone else have the problem of wanting to
spoil your kids rotten fulfill your child's every dream? And I don't just mean toys...I mean like bringing them places all the time, such as the zoo, the amusement park, Space Aliens, Bounce Depot...and the list goes on! Maybe it is because I don't really remember my parents bringing us on 'everyday outings'. Yes, they brought us on family trips to Mt. Rushmore and Disney World, but I really don't recall my my Mom or Dad taking the day off to bring me to the zoo or even just for lunch at McDonalds
just because. It was always something that was very planned and didn't happen all too often. Maybe that was just how it was in the 80's and I do have a terrible memory, so it very well could have happened, but the memories don't ring loudly in my head like I hope they do for my children. I want them to feel special and oh so very loved. Deep down I know it's not toys and trips to the zoo that make a child feel loved, but for some reason I feel compelled to spend money in order to make people happy. I have trouble saying no. As a matter of fact, a Boy Scout just knocked on my door about 10 min ago wanting me to buy tickets to a Super Bowl breakfast fundraiser and I LIED to him! I told him that I was sorry but we were going to be out of town that weekend. I know, I am terrible lying to a Boy Scout.
Shame on me. I usually give to everyone that knocks at my door but there is a point when you just have to say
enough is enough and I hit that wall today!
Now that the Rubbermaid's are all full and we can't possibly find one square inch of our house to stash even one more Matchbox car...maybe I really have finally reached the point of
enough, is enough, is enough!
...or maybe I am just really in need of a night out. Thank goodness in about an hour I am bringing the kids (who are currently both napping) over to my Aunt Kala and Uncle Russ' to have a sleep over with my cousin Evan, who is Grant's age. They are so excited! From what I hear they are going to have home made pizza, cake and ice cream, watch Star Wars (the boys) and play lots of Lego Star Wars and Lego Batman on the wii. Right up Grant's alley! And for Duke and I...we are heading to a surprise 40th Birthday party for one of our friends. Can't wait for a night out with my hubby. We could really use the time to reconnect a little, and I always enjoy adult interaction outside of work!
Why call it 'Baiting the Birds' and not just call it 'Feeding the Birds', you ask?
Yep, our cat's new favorite past time is to sit directly under the bird feeder and wait for a cute little unsuspecting tweetie like this one:
And then...WHAMO! When that cute little unsuspecting birdie lands on the bird 
*Notice the bird feeder appears to be 'swinging' in the picture and that is because it was. As I was snapping my zoom lens onto my camera Trixie really did jump up and attempt to snatch a little birdie right off of the feeder. I was super bummed I missed the action shot but glad the little birdie got away.
And then she began slinking back towards the house, knowing full well she was gonna be in trouble.
And this is the 'Is it okay to come in the house now or should I wait a few more minutes out here in the freezing cold while you cool down a little in there?' face.
I'd say she's forgiven this time, especially since she is an awesome mouser. Although, I did just fill the bird feeder this evening so we'll see if I am singing the same tune tomorrow when she inevitably 'assumes the position' again.
