Typically, if I ask Peyton if she loves Mommy or Daddy, she will pick Mommy. So I rigged the question to ask her, “Do you love Daddy or Daddy?” She then asked me, “Which Daddy?” Dave and I were then stumped, but it did give us a good laugh as that was not the answer we’d expected!
After dropping Peyton off, I had two hours to myself before getting Brandon. I caught up on some reading, then changed to get Brandon. I ran there, so we could walk back together. I shopped a bit at the book fair, and even got a book for Brandon’s class. He filled out the nameplate and returned it to Mrs Lindsey before she headed back to her classroom. Brandon asked me where our car was, and I told him we’d be walking back. He didn’t mind, even though it was over 80 degrees! We got home, then he did some homework before we left to wait for Peyton’s performance. Though we’d gotten there an hour before, there was one person there in front of us. She prided herself on being first, and bragged to her friend that she was ALWAYS first. I didn’t remind her that last year, she was behind me, and I was behind another man, but whatever. This is the aggressive mom who was asking me where Brandon went to school, and she told me she wanted to buy a house so she could have her kids go to the school, too. I had to listen to her talk to another parent behind me for about an hour, but Brandon doing his homework took my attention away from that mess. Brandon did his homework, with his multiplication flashcards, proudly wearing his school’s fun run shirt. Ya, I can play that game, too. We did that for 10 minutes, then he changed to reading. While he was reading, she switched subjects, and started asking the other parent if they read, too. She proceeded to tell (me) him that her kid reads an hour each evening, and that they don’t do books from the library because of all that she’s heard about what they contain. Good thing Brandon was reading our home book. Then the husband and the other dad behind me started talking about their phones, and how theirs were so much better than the competitor (my phone, that was out, being used as Brandon’s timer). Yea, I was annoyed. Dave rescued me by showing up much earlier than expected, and WITH FOOD! I ate, while he took Brandon away to do vocabulary sentences with him. I didn’t want to subject him to any more scrutiny from these other parents. Then, Dave relieved me, while I went to check on Peyton in the classroom. She was just getting changed, so I took over so the teacher could help someone else. After she was done, I went back to wait in line. Brandon was doing well, being patient, and waiting his turn. I showed him the time on my phone, and he’d do math to figure out when it was time to go in. It was a good exercise for him, and it made the time go by a little faster, as did the snacks that I’d brought for him. (The other mom was offering the other kid candy, while I had cheese and an apple for Brandon.) It’d been 50 minutes of non-stop hearing this lady talk. There were many things I’d wanted to correct her on (Disneyland is NOT 100 years old), but I had to bite my tongue. The doors finally opened, and I thought I was done with her, until she and her husband split up, saving multiple front row seats, so that the family behind me could occupy those. I was shaking mad. I sat behind her, while Dave sat next to her. My text to Dave was NOT pretty. Other friends started coming, namely Orion’s mom, and finally Julie, and I was calm by then. One of former teachers, who knew Brandon, sat next to him and I chatted with her a bit. I’d gotten over my madness, and the show started soon. Peyton’s performance was in the middle, and low and behold, the lady in the front turned around to ask if I wanted to sit in her seat to film since she knew I was waiting for Peyton, and we were in different classes. Okay, so that was a cool move (one that I’d made with her last year when I was before her in line, and I’m sure she remembered), and I thanked her. I had Brandon behind me with video, while Dave was further away. I shot photos, but the teachers told me the wrong side of the stage, so we were a bit off from where Peyton was. She always seems to be sandwiched between other kids, but she did her best to get some real estate. Here’s what Brandon captured. Here’s the after video, of just her.
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After the performance, there were snacks outside, and the parents were supposed to bring kites to fly. We’d done it the other years, but somehow, I hadn’t planned enough to bring that along with the camera bag and tripod. I lined up with Peyton for food, but she was telling me she wanted to fly the kite with Misha and her dad. Misha’s dad asked me if it was okay to take her to the big field, and I told him it was okay. By that time, Dave and Brandon had joined me in line. We got food and headed to find Peyton. She and Misha were having so much fun! In fact, one of the other moms (Sydney’s) wanted to set up a playdate with Misha, Neha, Sydney, and Peyton. All alpha girls! Sheesh. That should be interesting. I’m glad that they do want to play together, and it should be fun!
We left and headed to eat dinner. Peyton picked our restaurant though with some help from Dave. We ended up at the place they went on their own. It was happy hour, and after a long day, we both had a drink! We’d driven separately, so I needed to walk it off a bit after dinner (I was fine, walking under my own power, not even red). We walked to a nearby place for shaved snow. We shared a mango and green tea. By that time, I was totally fine. We headed home, and got the kids down. Now, Dave is taking a break from screen-free week, and we are watching the LA/SF baseball game. Good thing the kids are asleep, so they don’t see their dad’s shenanigans.