The last few days have been crazy. Of course, as you can see from the pictures in the Christmas Eve pics, P4 was the last to fall asleep on Christmas Eve. He was so excited. Prior to that, the eldest two possums had had a less than steller visit with some family. In effect, we allow them to see a biological family member out of courtesy to that relationship. We're under no obligation to do so. But, we've always been of the opinion that kids can't have too much love heaped on them,...so, as long as no one became a negative influence, we were cool with them seeing that part of their family. Unfortunately, I think it's escaped this particular family member that P1 and P2 are no longer six years old. And, more disturbing...they've now become intensely involved in the Catholic Church. So, what was supposed to be a visit with this family member became eight hours in the church. *fume* Essentially, because the family member had already promised the church that she would help decorate for the holiday masses, the kids got drafted into helping. Now...my possums are very generous and helpful. They do more chores than most kids simply because they enjoy helping out and recognize that: if everyone pitches in, then the work gets done faster. However, they weren't counting on someone dropping them off at a church with a nun from India. They polished pews, untangled and hung lights, set the alter with clean linens, brewed coffee and arranged cookies, folded programs, and various other tasks. However, at one point, P2 was told, by the nun, that he had to string lights on the trees. Well, that would be wonderful if he didn't have a serious allergy to pine oil. He carries an epi pen! He tried to explain this to the nun and, I shit you not, she said, "That's silly. No one is allergic to pine." WTF?! Luckily, P1 stepped up and said, "He is! And, you can call my mom if you want. Want to see his epi kit?" So, the nun backed off. But, as one might imagine, the possums were pretty pissed that their "visit" turned into slave labor for the church. And, as you can imagine, Pmomma was furious because my children had been left alone in a Catholic Church with a nun and a lay minister (the priest was out distributing toys with the family member). I mean, seriously - let's forget it's a church and just focus on leaving two pre-teens in a largely unsupervised building immediately next to a busy road with lots of interstate travelers. Let's just focus on the fact that they're strangers in that small town and a 70 year old nun isn't likely to be able to protect a child from much of anything.
I'm very proud of the kids, though. P1 made sure to voice her discontent. P2 was irritated and, according to the relative, became "surly" after church. YA' THINK!?!?! I don't know...maybe it was the fact that they gave up their first weekend of winter break to polish your church? AND - to add insult to injury, this relative got them exactly one small gift (t-shirts that didn't fit them any more because, well, they're not perpetually six years old despite the nostalgia of the relative). Yet, these same people bought x-boxes and toys galore for the foster family. Now, I'm not saying it's wrong to be charitable or sacrifice. I'm just saying it's a bit much to expect an 11 year old and a 12 year old to be as gracious as a forty year old. They were disappointed. And, then... there was some added family drama. It's a long story. But, they've made the decision that they don't want to see this family member much anymore. So, my policy of giving the relative enough rope to hang themselves may have been a great plan.
Sorry. Didn't mean to vent such personal things, but the fact that my kids were cleaning a church, when they could've been here baking cookies and having a fantastic time, pisses me off.
Well... I have a bit of a meme (I'm starting it).
I love giving gifts...and I don't mind receiving them. So, I'm curious...
1. What was the best gift your received ever?
2. What was the worst?
3. What's the best gift you've given someone else?
4. What's the worst?
5. What did you get this holiday season?
6. Where did it fit on the best to worst scale (best being 1 and worst being a 10)?
I tag a bunch of people: Russel/Kazim, Ginny, Sean the Blogonaut, Poodles, VampDi, Maggie, SWE, 1steelecobra, Joe, Dawn, Saurian,...basically everyone. You don't have to forward the meme and nothing bad will happen if you don't play. I'm just curious. If you don't see your name here, I still want to hear your answers. :)
I'll leave you with a couple of pictures of happy possums on Christmas morning.
iPods. They've been wanting them for two years.
Owen's new blanket!
What will she create? I can't wait.