Christmas was interesting this year. Scott brought all of the wrapped gifts up to the hospital so that I could sort out those to be opened Christmas Eve (always pajamas of course!) and then watch them open on Christmas morning. So there were 3 huge lawn bags of gifts in my room. Santa brought gifts to the house, but stockings to my hospital room so I got to see most everything the kids got.
The problems started when we told the twins they could only open one toy to play with while they were here, since the room is just so darn small. That was fine for a few minutes until they wanted to open the next "just one thing". So the crying and whining and general chaos ensued. Scott finally took them all home for a nap, some playtime and Christmas dinner at Didi's (my mom). Dinner ran a little late but he decided to bring the kids back up for a visit before bedtime. That didn't turn out to be such a great idea. By now, we are on day 5 of me in the hospital, and this "visiting" thing just wasn't much fun for them.
It was tough but I had to tell him just to keep them away for a couple of days (since he had to go back to work anyway). I'm hoping that they'll learn to miss me a little and just be glad to hang out instead of wanting to explore the hospital, eat all my snacks, get cokes from the coke machine, etc.
We'll see how that plan works *sigh*
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment