Yesterday after Peter was safely on the school bus, Sarah and I went to Wal-Mart.
We headed straight for the toy aisle and looked at every pink toy until I couldn't stand it any longer. Sarah asked for most of them but after I said no, (what felt like a hundred times) was content with just putting them on her Christmas list.
Later on the hair dryer aisle, Sarah decided that I needed the pink hair dryer. I decided that I needed the white hair dryer. Lots of foot stomping and fake whining occurred as I put the white hair dryer in the cart.
Fresh off of her defeat, we headed over to the greeting card section where Sarah demanded that she get to choose the card. Of course, she picked a card that cost $4.99 and sang songs when you opened it. I thought $4.99 was a little excessive for a card (and it was not even very cute) so I told her to put it back.
There was more foot stomping, fake whining and fake tears and a battle ensued between mother and daughter.
Here in the aisles of Wal-Mart for all the bargain shoppers to witness, Sarah was displaying several qualities that I love about her but that also push my buttons.
I love that Sarah is opinionated, stubborn and strong-willed. These qualities will serve her well when she makes her way out in the world. I can rest easy knowing that she is going to be able to make her voice heard and that she will be able to stand up for herself.
However, at this point in time, these qualities are what cause lots of mommy-daughter disagreements.
It was only 9:00 AM and I was already weary of the battles, so I told her that she had made a beautiful choice and put it in the cart. I also put a more affordable (and much cuter) card into the cart.
At the checkout, I slipped Sarah's card to the cashier and whispered that we weren't going to get this one. Sarah never noticed and we were all happy.
I'm sure many people reading this are shaking their heads. But I figure that Sarah and I battle all day long and usually, I win. Every now and then, it's probably o.k. to let her think she won.
I hope I'm not wrong because I don't want a strong-willed, opinionated spoiled brat but I figure there's a happy medium somewhere.
I hope I found it in the card aisle at Wal-mart.