I’d give ya a big hug if I could. But, remember….breeeeath.
I’ll make this point before going on…I advise you to never, ever think you have to care for either 1) another person or 2) yourself. If you can’t do both at the same time in your relationship something’s wrong sweetheart. That said, count to 10 or 50 or 126 if necessary before jumping to the conclusion that your SOs recent action is entirely indicative of all future behavior. Allow for transition, but keep your eye on trends. (Geesh…that sounds so dry….or like the Sit Report weather outlook).
Regarding “Bionicles” – They are connected ever so distantly to Legos, the company that makes them. Here are two examples. There are “good” guys and “bad guys.” And if my daughter saw these pathetic examples, she’d probably roll around on the floor laughing at me until she was in tears. I did my best…but probably put a bad guy’s face on a good guy, or vice versa. It’s all so confusing to me. I hate TV and threw the last one out the door onto the front lawn where it landed in 257 pieces…it made an incredibly satisfying “shoowoooshhhhhhhhh … ssssssss” sound. So, my daughter plays with lots of things that “make” other things….like Legos (the real ones), Tinker Toys, Lincoln Logs, Kinex,….and Bionicles. I’m not even sure where she learned about these things…they admittedly appear very disturbing. I read “the story” and surprisingly they emerged from the concept of Mayan warriors. The current “story” is very, very, very far removed but…like all things…seems to revolve around good vs. evil. (My problem is that I have no idea which is which. They all look pretty wild to me….)
I have not tried to direct my daughter’s interest in play things other than I give her blank paper instead of coloring books, and am constantly buying fresh crayons, markers, pens and pencils, etc. My older daughter’s loved Barbies and My Little Ponies. My youngest daughter would undoubtedly strap a parachute on Barbie and throw her out the second story window to see if she could fly. (Her father was a Smokejumper). I try to stay away from “gender specific” toy comments and let her explore where she will. Without exception, she likes stuff that builds other stuff. So be it.
Nerd, I can see you sitting in the front passenger seat talking to the driver…your face slightly aglow from the dashboard lights. You sound like a trooper.
Keeping the driver awake makes me think of my grandparents. They are from Oklahoma…and sound like it. They also like flea markets and yard sales and get up quite early to “get the good deals.” When I was young, they’d drag me along with them. To keep my grandfather awake, my grandmother would roll up a newspaper and hit him on the head with it at his request. “Hit me, Mary. Hit me” My lord, I’d slide down in my seat embarrassed that folks in nearby cars were watching. Oh, the scars we carry with us in life. ; )