Some Scenes From The Weekend... (And A Confession)
horse print by Jordan + Paul and is available here for those of you who asked ;-)
On paper, our weekend was pretty great. We partook in some especially good pizza at Eno's in Oak Cliff followed by a cuddly family movie night, we worked a bit on Audrey's birthday invitations, we had a magical/sparkly dinner with our friends Pete and Lucia and family, we branched out beyond wooden beads in our necklace making endeavors, we caught up on Project Runway and swam with buddies and ate ice cream sundaes...
There were lots of lovely bits, and it's fun sharing the lovely bits with you guys (it's one of my favorite parts of the week even). But in the spirit of keeping it real, I thought I'd let you in on some of the weekend's "lesser moments", which largely occurred on Saturday. Ready?
I was a craft tyrant, a mean mommy, a bit, well... (pardon my french) assholian if you will. Let's just say it was not my finest hour.
It was the more ambitious necklace making (and clay-bead creating) that sort of set me off. The problem was that I had ideas, a plan, a program, which the girlies were not so much on board with. They just wanted to have fun making things... (the nerve of them). I realized we were officially at odds when, after my third impassioned refrain of "You're not doing it right!!", Audrey retorted all calm and rational (to better contrast my total irrationality...she's good that one), "Why does there always have to be a right way?!".
And of course their free-form, mellow take on the whole necklace making enterprise was producing much cooler end-products (+ they just didn't really give a darn, which almost always produces the coolest outcomes... I mean don't you just get the sense that say, Kate Moss has such amazing style because she kinda doesn't give a darn?) The fact that they were just having fun unleashed their creativity.
We eventually called a truce and walked away from the project (this is where the Project Runway viewing and sundae eating came in), but as we were marveling over dresses made of birdseed and partaking in hot fudge, I couldn't shake how rotten the whole experience made me feel. I kept thinking about one of my favorite quotes... and how I needed to chill, big time, or I'd run the risk of (according to Bly) turning my girls into bossy little control freaks.
“Your children will become what you are; so be what you want them to be.” - David Bly
Admittance is the first step though, yes??
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