Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Talking

This evening, my daughter's mood was a little on the morose side.

We talked for a while, and it came out that one of the sources of the mood was that she could hear our neighbors splashing in their pool. She hadn't been invited. She thinks that we ought to get one. While we're at it, she'd like a bigger bedroom, and she thinks we should have one, too. One, say, like her friends, which is large enough for two beds, a sink, a separate bathroom, a flat screen television, a computer, and a stereo. (Her parents are not rich. But they have more money than we do. Oh, and their bedroom? 'Gi-normous.')

Didn't help that she tried to light a couple of sparklers, and the fuel in the propane match ran out after the first. The pack of matches all blew out. And by the time we found another pack, she wasn't really in the mood any more.

I cheered her up, but not all that much.

1 comment:

Rach said...

Oh the joys of sizing up what a friend has vs. what our children don't.
Kudos to you for seeing your daughter's mood change, taking action in trying to cheer her up. I know they don't realize yet that worldy goods aren't what really make you happy .. heck .. even I struggle with that at times. I'm sure she'll get past it and be on to some other teen issue.

PS .. I say teen, because you still have not allowed me insight into her actual age .. although from that picture awhile back, she looks 11 or 12 .. so maybe preteen'ish issue's then. :)