Scribbles 'n Scraps

I laugh now, because I am always one to say how incredible our blended family dynamics are. You rarely can tell that these kids haven’t always been together. While of course there are fights, as any siblings have, overall they just have a connection and its good.

Except today, I saw what could really happen and I am terribly disappointed in ‘dad’ for not stepping in even further than he did.

Background: We went to the lake today. It’s only the second time we’ve been this summer, even though we were there practically all summer long last year. The two youngest are really not ‘strong’ swimmers, but they can swim. So they love to go out to the dock which stands in about 14′ of water (maybe more). I allow them to go out there so they can jump off, but they HAVE to take some type of flotation device. From noodles to rafts, it’s all made its way to the center of the lake’s swimming area.

Today the two youngest girls (9 and 10) and the middle girl (11) went out to the dock and had been jumping off, swimming back to shallower water, swimming back and jumping off for about a half hour or so – the same stuff they did all summer long last year. They were obviously having great fun. Well, apparently one of the times that my daughter (the older of the two younger ones, but the SMALLER of the two younger ones – she might be 10 but she looks about 6 in size) jumped off, the raft was out a bit further than she had anticipated. Thankfully the middle child was right there to help her and made an attempt to get her. All was fine because they were together, and from the looks of things – there was no intervention needed.

A huge gust of wind came and carried the raft not only quite a bit away from them, but completely on the outside of the swimming area. The youngest one still had her raft, so they all tried to pile on it, while she started telling them to get off. Please remember that they are all in 14′ + of water. (oh and yes there is a lifeguard on duty) She finally pushes my daughter OFF of her raft (yes she had seen the other raft take off and was actually going after it). So my daughter is essentially doggy paddling as fast as she can back to shore (which is not very fast). The middle child decides to try to catch up to the drifting raft, and forgets that my daughter has probably about 25 yards of water to swim through. (yes I was watching all of this, waiting to see if I needed to rescue her). Twice my daughter asked the youngest one if she could get on the raft, and twice she was told no.

The oldest daughter (13 almost 14) was sitting with us up on the beach and her dad tells her “go help Brie, please”. She looks out at the water, and just stays planted right there. Doesn’t move. Doesn’t do a thing. Just sits and stares. He doesn’t say a damn word.

Brie did make it back to shore, completely out of breath and totally in tears without an ounce of help from any of the three girls. A really nice man dove out into the “non-swimming” area and retrieved the run-away raft and brought it back to her and all was well again. I was so mad, so angry I was actually shaking. If that had been one of his kids (he can’t even friggen’ swim!) he would have been absolutely beyond anger if my kids had done what his kids did. The only one who had an ounce of decency to her was the middle daughter. She really did try to help, except she got caught up worrying about the raft and forgot about the child trying to swim back to shore.

I retrieved my son (13, 14 next month) from the other end of the beach and asked him if he would please come swim with her after briefly explaining what had happened. Thankfully, he can be a real brat to his sister, but when push comes to shove, he has a compassion for her that I’m happy to see between siblings. He went and spent over an hour playing with her, letting her jump off his shoulders, sit on his shoulders, and whatever else.

The problem of course, is that it is NOW the next day, and I am still quite angry about the whole thing. Honestly, the middle child feels like crap, because she knew I was mad and she’s that perfect angel that doesn’t want anyone disappointed or mad at her. More than likely she had already realized the error of her ways. BUT – the oldest made no movement to go help – and was never talked to. And the youngest? Oh, what I could say about her. If she had been one of mine – her butt would have been out of the lake and sitting in time out while she watched all the others play. But nope. Not one word was said to her by anyone but me (when I went and met my daughter at the lake edge as she came out) and all I said was “you don’t need to follow her. You want to push a child off a raft or not allow someone to share it? There is no need for you to help now.” (it was in relation to the fact that she was getting out of the water to go stand and wait with my daughter as the guy brought her prized run-away raft back.

The moral to the story? It would have been better for all parties involved to have talked this over. If it had been, even I would have felt better now. I really do get tired of parenting alone.

Yes, you read that right. Doesn’t it make your stomach churn?

We are in a year-round school district, and today is the first day of school. It was so hard watching my two youngest still left in elementary school climb aboard that bus and get swallowed up for another year. Summer isn’t over, why are we back in school?

This year I have a 4th grader and a 5th grader. The 5th grade thing is what is the hardest. That’s my baby. My youngest child. I’m not prepared for that tiny little thing to be in 5th grade, and with the knowledge that next year she enters middle school. Which will leave only his youngest at the elementary school by herself. I wonder how that will go.

I hope this school year goes well, and I guess we will just have to make the best of the weekends. Of course, the end of September they will wind up getting out of school for three weeks while the rest of the world is still studying hard. I used to hate cycle breaks, now its the only thing that gets me through the first days of school in the dead of summer.

Tonight was Meet the Teacher night at the elementary school. We only have two left there, and it made it a bit easier to fit all the activities in. Normally we were running all over the place. This was a bit less work.

The coolest part for my daughter Brie, is that she has a teacher we already know. Melissa had him last year and we loved him.

After we found out Brie would have him, we went and found him on Field day last year and snapped a photo:

We did have to go meet Jesse’s teacher. She’s very young (26), beautiful and totally a sweetheart. Brie had her last year at the end of the year for Math, and she liked her.

Both kids are looking forward to a great year and actually seemed excited to be back in the school building again. I cannot believe we are already doing this again. When do you guys all go back? Do you have a Meet the Teacher night at your school?

Okay, the weekend was absolutely awesome. We planned a camping trip that wound up probably being one of the most fun and most adventurous I’ve been on. If you knew how we got pelted by a terrible wind and rain storm. So funny!

Here are a few pics from the 100 or so I took LOL

This weekend was our first camping trip without dad with us. He took some overtime shifts at work, so he was working all weekend. We planned to go down with two sets of friends of ours, but that took a twist too. My best friends are two women who are sister-in-laws (Portia and Amy). Portia is married to Amy’s brother Eric, and they have one child Alexis who is actually Eric’s 16 year old step-daughter. Amy is married to Aaron and Aaron wound up having a band gig last night, so he couldn’t go with us. Amy decided to go with us anyway. Portia hates camping so she didn’t want to go either. So Eric and Alexis came with us. It was rather funny actually, but at least Aaron, Portia and Mike decided to get together and have dinner Friday night and then they watched Vantage Point together.

Meanwhile we were all having the time of our lives camping without our closest friends which actually was fun anyway, but we kept talking about them not being there. LOL Saturday Amy and Eric and Alexis went on a canoe float trip. I didn’t feel up to taking five kids out in canoe’s OR a raft BY MYSELF so we opted to stay back at the site and do “kid-like” stuff. We swam in the river, panned for gems, checked out a cave and eventually returned back to camp to find the remnants of a horrible rain storm. Not cool. For a brief moment I actually considered packing up and leaving when the other three returned to camp. Everything was so wet. Thankfully I had scotch-guarded the tent TWICE before we came, so everything in the tent was perfectly okay. I’m glad we stayed though, because we wound up playing games all night (the favorite was WHOONU which is from the Cranium games and is SO fun for kids and adults).

This morning we woke up to sunshine and a gorgeous day. We packed the rest of the stuff up, and then went down to the river for some pictures, skipping rocks, playing a few games and just hanging out. Oddly I was ready to leave when it was time, I couldn’t wait to get back home and see Mike before he left for work.

It was a great weekend, but next time I want him to come with.