How is it that I've already come to the point in my child's life that she would much rather play with her friends than do something fun with her own Mommy?
I was prepared for this to happen when she was around 8, maybe but 3 years old? She love, love, loves Hannah Montana and I thought I would make a fun "girls night" and take her to see the movie. When I told her my "surprise" she said "ah, that's boring!" Um, really, you're 3 what do you know about boring? So I do the mature thing and get an attitude because I certainly won't force her to spend time with me. She chooses to play with our neighbors instead, and later tells me "we'll go see a movie next time, ok"
The next day I try to be fun again and pick her up early from the babysitters to go to the pool. She's all for going, until our neighbors, once again come over before we leave and she chooses to stay home and play with them. First of all, I am thankful that we have kids she likes to play with in the neighborhood, but really, it gets old!
I'm not sure if she's so used to being entertained her entire life that she really is bored with being the only kid around or what, but she's gonna have to suck it up and spend time with her boring old parents sometimes.
Last night while I was putting her to bed, I decided to have a heart to heart with her. I'm all asking if she loves me and if I'm a good Mommy and if I'm nice and all kinds of things a 3 year old has no concept of in real life. She's assuring me that yes, she does love me and wants to spend time with me, but "I just really like to play with my friends". She then assures me that she likes to do SOME stuff with me. We do good projects! she says. Well, at least I'm good for something. Guess I'll have to break out the art box more often!
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