A night out

[judecorp]

Last night we drove out to Shutesbury to hang out with some good friends.

Pros:
Good friends!
Pizza!
Conversation!
Toddlers playing!
Cuteness!

Cons:
Oh Em Gee, the roads out there!
Getting stuck trying to get out of their driveway!
Punk going to sleep at 9pm!
Did I mention the roads?

I feel kind of bad because I can see them comparing their son to my daughter. I mean, that's natural - parents compare. But Punk has two months on him, and she is exceedingly verbal (way more than "normal") and not a good comparison. Also, their son is very physically gifted and is much more sure-footed and coordinated than Punk is, and is able to climb up on stuff which Punk most certainly can not. Sigh. But I still feel bad because I hear them saying things like, "Oh my god, did you just hear her count to 10?" or "Dude, she knows the ABCs!" or whatever and I feel bad. Like, really bad. Because their kid is so awesome and I don't want them to think he should be doing stuff just like I don't think I should get myself bent because Punk can't climb onto the couch yet. (Damned muscle tone.)

But the worst was getting stuck in that freaking snow bank! ARGH!!!

Comments

[skatured.livejournal.com]

I was just talking about the comparing thing with my friend yesterday morning. And it isn't fair -- I mean the kids don't really care it's just you and the other person making yourselves feel bad. Even if your kid is better at something then it makes you feel kind of bad for them because their kid isn't. If that makes any sense.

[judecorp.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it's totally just mama guilt that makes the comparisons happen. And then somehow when the kids get older, they start comparing, too! Ugh!

I'm not one of those "can't keep score so the teams don't feel bad" people but I really do think we don't spend enough time celebrating accomplishments and effort instead of just what isn't happening.

Also, Morella is walking! Yay! Video!