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Last week when I met with my therapist, I brought up something that has been eating me up.  I have the kids the majority of the time and what that means is that I am the one brushing their teeth, flossing, waking them up for school, getting them fed and out of the house,etc… Essentially, I am doing all the mundane things that are not very fun.  I worry about that because when their dad comes home, he takes them to Candyland and on fun outings.  Suddenly, everything is happy and fun.

Then tonight, my mix emotions were confirmed with Chloe.  Their dad suddenly decides to show up to take them to go get their Christmas trees.  Its also a school night and they have to be in bed early.  We went anyway but I told them that we can’t decorate it tonight because they needed to get to bed.  Chloe blurted out how “angry” and “sad” she was at me for not letting her stay up to decorate her tree.  Then later she told me that she didn’t like me because I floss her teeth every night and that she was “allergic to flossing.”

Okay, normally this wouldn’t bother me so much but tonight it really stung.  The reality is I am going to be that parent that have to do all the hard part of parenting and it totally sucks. 

With the amount of rain we got last year, I wore my Hunter boots all the time.  This year, I’m thinking I need another pair though, red or navy to mix it up a bit!  Chloe got her usual Hello Kitty ones on.

We still try to take our usual day trip with the kids to give them a bit of normalcy and during the last two days, we have been busy.  This is Friday, we spent the morning in the city getting dim sum and hanging out at Yerba Buena park.  Then we headed over the bridge to Tomales Bay for some oysters. 

I think they spent an hour or more just going up and down the slides.  Seriously, thank god for parks, slides and swings.

Getting fresh oysters in Tomales Bay, CA

Then on Saturday, we headed to Monterey. 

Nicholas and Chloe were sitting in the back seat discussing what movie to watch. There were a lot of back and forth, mainly because Nicholas was trying to convince Chloe to pick his choice. Finally, they came to an agreement. I waited until they were completely done and settled in before telling them how much I liked how they talked it out. Nicholas then said the following: “Dad, I think you and mom should talk to each other like that and work it out. Work it out, guys!” And that is when I realized that my 5 year-old is more mature than a lot of people, including his parents at times.