Tuesday 4 September 2012

Who ARE these people?

So, good news, Web Kinz were on sale at Carlton Cards stores this weekend.

I know!!

We managed to talk the girls out of going there Friday night (because, frankly, DH had stopped at the LC on the way home, and the patio was just too lovely to let it sit empty that evening), and we convinced them to 'do chores' (AKA help clean the house) Saturday morning, in order to 'earn' the Web Kinz.

So maybe not a gold star in parenting, but at least a silver or bronze, I would think, for making them put forth an effort before getting the things. Though I'm still torn over that, because helping to clean the house is just part of being a member of society, isn't it? Nobody buys ME a Web Kinz when I clean the bath tub! Boy, if I got a toy for every time I cleaned the bath tub, I'd have....half a dozen toys by now! :-)

Then the girls got invited out for a swim.

So there was a moment of high drama, when they couldn't decide whether they wanted to go swimming or go get the Web Kinz.

Now, I'm going to share the blame here, because this was actually DH's idea:

"Okay, guys, here's what we'll do. You go to O's for a swim, and Mummy and I will go to the store. Mummy will take a picture of the Web Kinz, send it to O's mom, and then you can pick the Web Kinz you would like."

I know!!

So, I drop the the kids off at O's, and start to explain the plan to O's mom. The best part was, I got as far as "So, I'll take a picture of the Web Kinz..." and then O's mom nodded and added, as if this were perfectly normal behaviour, "...And then you'll text it to me and the girls can pick what they want? Of course, no problem!"

And then she added:

"As our parents no doubt would've done for us."

And we laughed.

Because we're the parents who say 'where did this sense of entitlement come from? Why do kids these days seem to run the show? WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH PARENTS THESE DAYS?'

And yet, I am apparently one of those parents.

But this shouldn't come as a big surprise, because, as I've mentioned before...I have no idea what I'm doing.

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