Before I begin, let me say, I am NOT perfect. And I am not tooting my own horn. With that said, when I became a parent, one very important goal of mine was to always come through on my word. When I was teaching, I saw the effects of parents not keeping their word and it really had a lasting effect on me.
So from the beginning, if I told the boys I would do something (good or bad), I made every effort to come through. And I can honestly say, that there have not been many instances that I can remember, that I didn't follow through. Because of this, my boys trust me. If I say that I will get them something, they know I will. If I inform them that they will be disciplined when we get home, they know they will be. If I promise to do something, they know I will do it.
But keeping your word really stinks. Let's face it, there are times that you just don't want to do something after saying that you will.
You are too tired.
On Monday, I took the boys shoe shopping. Evan especially needed some new shoes - I don't know what they are doing in preschool, but his shoes are completely torn apart. But I digress..
While we were at one of the shoe stores, Evan came across some hideous Spider Man socks. He begged and begged. So of course, I splurged and bought him the socks. Unfortunately for Carter, there were no other socks that he liked. He kept asking me for "choo choo socks". So I got down on his eye level and explained to him that there were no socks, but I promised I would get him some.
He was cool with that. He didn't throw a fit.
So that begun the quest. It was lunch time. It was nap time. And I was coming down with a nasty bug. But I drove on over to the mall, to quickly run into Sears. For some reason, it made sense that Sears would have Thomas items.
We parked, where I thought was the closest entrance and ran into the store.
We of course, parked as FAR away from the children's department as possible. Navigating through the store with two hungry, tired boys and no stroller for Carter was about to throw me over the edge.
I told Carter, that if Sears didn't have "choo choo socks" than we would have to postpone our search to another time, because I they needed to eat and take a nap.
We FINALLY made it to the children's department and there the clouds opened up and light shone down upon Thomas socks. Carter giggled and giggled! He was so excited. I was excited too because they were on sale and cheaper than Evan's Spider Man socks.
After a complete slight meltdown from my son who RARELY has meltdowns (Evan) we headed to the checkout and waited in line. The young girl scanned the socks and proceeded to ask me a million questions. After answering all of the question, she told me the price.
I reached into my purse to pay...
And I didn't have my wallet!! Are you freaking joking me. I left my wallet in the truck, parked as far away as possible with 3 starving and tired people.
I couldn't go back. I was too beat. So I knelt down and explained to Carter that mommy couldn't buy his socks because I left my money in the truck. His lip started quivering and a couple of whines came out. And then he was okay.
I felt horrible.
So Tuesday morning came. I knew what I had to do. On a cold and rainy morning, Carter and I drove 20 minutes to pick up a stupid pair of socks.
But with a kid like this...I have to say...it was worth it. Even though I am SO AGAINST my boys wearing character clothing which is a post for another day. How could I even think about not going back when I said I would.
What have you done for your kids in the name of parenthood? I would love to hear that I am not the only one who will drive out of the way for a pair of socks?