Yesterday evening, I took my kid to the rink for the first time in seven-ish months. She had to be dressed in full gear except for helmet and skates. There would be no dressing rooms available, no parents allowed into the arena, no use of the water fountain to refill bottles of water.
A recent visit by a friend with her daughter got us talking about how kids speak to people about certain topics. This one was about food, or more specifically, eating out at restaurants. Apparently her teen girl uses the expression “all the time” whenever she mentions restaurants she’s been to.
Short version: My excellent suggestions were ignored by family members. Result was epic fails all day. 🙃
At end of day I jokingly tried to teach them my mantra (repeat after me: mom was right), but they refused (ha) and so I escaped with my 3rd glass of wine to the back porch after dinner. Left them to clean the kitchen (which I had to finish later in a somewhat, um…tipsy state. Ahem.)