Ever since Hannah started kindergarten, she has frequently commented that she doesn't have enough time with me anymore. She misses me, she never sees me, she's lonely for me. It's a very, very sweet sentiment and although I've tried my very best to give her the one-on-one she so desperately craves, I have failed.
Today, while Sienna was off on a play date, I picked Hannah up from school and told her we were headed out for a special lunch. We went to Applebee's because she loves it and found our way into a cozy booth.
I had hoped Austin would fall asleep.
I had hoped my low cal lunch would be yummy.
I had hoped my wallet would be in the diaper bag.
I had hoped to make it through lunch without Austin crying.
After trying unsuccessfully to nurse Austin to sleep and a trip out to the car to find my wallet, we made it out of the restaurant and went to pick up Sienna. Although our lunch wasn't perfect, I was hoping that Hannah enjoyed it and would be happy that she got to do something special.
You guessed it. She wasn't.
She cried that she didn't get to play at the fun house where Sienna had been, cried that she didn't get Top Ramen like Sienna did and cried that she didn't have any friends to play with at lunch.
Is it bedtime yet?