After much discussion, B and I decided to let her go to a birthday party with her grandmother. Turns out maybe we shouldn’t have done that.
Neither of us had noticed the sign in Ella’s window, facing out. I saw it this evening when we came home from ballet and pointed it out to B. I think it’s kind of funny, but B is taking it personally. He told her that if he really was the worst dad on earth maybe he shouldn’t take her to the rock climbing competition in Dallas this weekend. Ella looked suitably chastised and scrambled to take the sign out of the window.
But then she made things worse by dropping a note in B’s lap that said:
I wrote the sign because I was really mad and if you act like the worst dad you wont get any love.
As you can imagine, that didn’t go over well. Ella got put in bed with the threat that if B heard any noise out of her she won’t be going to Dallas this weekend. B retreated to the back the porch to stew. I kept reminding him not to take it personally and that if we don’t make our kids mad at us once in a while we aren’t doing our jobs. He just kept grumbling at me.
Things were better this morning. B made sure to give Ella an extra hug before she left for school, and she was on her best behavior.
But I still wonder what Ella thought would happen when she gave B the second note. Did she really think it would make things better? I also wonder what our neighbors must think of us.