UPDATE:
The details: The first half was great. Kids were calm and played quietly with the well stocked-bag I brought. Kids: 0, Mom: 1 I scored a bonus point by bringing a half-time snack. Kids: 0, Mom: 2 Unfortunately, I forgot a baggie for everyone, so first C threw a fit, then Princess (when I gave hers to C): Kids: 1 Mom: 2. During the second half, Princess got bored and began crawling around on the floor, Mr. M invited a friend up to roll around and drive trains on each other's faces, and C tried to escape out the door several times. Kids: 4, Mom: 2. At this point, it was a losing game. With 15 minutes to go, I lost it completely and just started to laugh at the ridiculous situation I was in. The saving grace was that we were in the "loud" room, but for some reason my kids seemed exponentially louder than anyone else's kid. In fact, several of the other families had napping children. Salt in my wound. I tried to regain control by employing the "arm squeeze" (grab above the elbow and give a firm squeeze to convey seriousness of the whispered words -- why do moms think this is effective? I remember getting the squeeze myself as a kid and I can tell you that it did not cause me to listen carefully, but merely think, "When is my mom going to let go of my arm?" silencing any other thought). My ploy was deflected with ease. Clearly, they knew I was bested. Gratefully, Princess ended quietly with an ABC game she made up, C was occupied by a friend sharing an airplane, and M, well, I just ignored him.
Final score: Kids: Won.
Gratefully we won't have another rematch for another 6 months!

3 comments:
Julia, you kill me! Where did you find that picture? Oh, that makes my day better just seeing that.
All I can say is- good job. I'm WAY impressed you took all 3 by yourself.
We skipped SC all together. And we have for years now. Since we can barely survive Sacrament meeting, we decided that it's worth it for our sanity and the sanity of the entire stake to stay away.
I woulda skipped. Evil me. You earned points for the pearly gates.
(do you think you could sneak me in?...)
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