Nobody Knows the No's I Have Heard
A story about the Village of No.
I'm getting sick of the No's happening around here. It seems to be her favorite word lately.
Put your shoes on - No
Let's go. We're going to be late - No
Pay attention to what you're doing - No.
Everything and I mean everything is a struggle lately. I know it's normal and she's fining out the boundaries and so on, but holy is this hard sometimes.
So while I was putting on her SMO's, I told her that in Upper Canada there's a town called No-ville where all the kids that tell their parents "no" a lot have to go. They get on a bus and for 3 weeks they can have no fun. This means no books, stories or ice cream. No tablets or cookies or fun with Dad.
I told her a blue bus picks them up and they go to no-no school to learn to stop saying no.
I don't know if she bought it or not, but after we cuddled in bed for a while - of course she protested when I got up to go because she didn't want to go to bed. The first thing out of her mouth?
"Noooooooooooo."
The bus comes to pick her up tomorrow at 9am. I told her to say Hi to Canada for me and to wear a jacket because it's cold at this time of year.
It's the distractions that have been the problem this weekend. She can't even play soccer without stopping mid field and daydreaming about unicorns or my little ponies or whatever else goes on in that pretty little head of hers.
Today I took her to swimming and she had a heck of a time focusing on the teacher. She's off in la-la land rather than paying attention and she even protests when the teacher tells her to do something in the lesson.
Want to know what's real fun? Trying to get her changed after swimming is over. She's wet, complaining she's cold and I'm trying to wrestle her out of a wet swimsuit that seemst to be glued to her body and is not going to ever come off.
What would help a lot is if she actually paid attention and helped me get her dressed into clean clothes, but her attention is nowhere where it's supposed to be and she's off in la-la land of unicorns and candy sprinkles again and I really don't know what to do about it.
Part of me thinks this is a problem, and part of me thinks that's she's just five and in daydream-ville. (not to be confused with No-ville. It's a different bus) . The other part thinks that we have a problem here. I fear it's a problem more and more as it's been noted by the school and she's in OT to help get her to focus and the daydreaming seems to hit a new level this weekend.
Wait, where was I?
Sorry, I got distracted.