Elizabeth, Let's have a talk

My girls and I had a weekend by ourselves. It was a fun time. We did all the things that you want to do but never stop and do together. The first night we did manicures and pedicures while we watched a girly movie. Saturday we took our time getting ready then hit the town running. There was shopping to be done. What a blast we had at the mall. We headed back home for some down time then woke up in time to watch Miss America. It was Paige's first time and she loved it. Elizabeth kept getting up and dancing to the music, but Paige sat right by me admired the women. It was so fun.

After the pageant, I told the girls that they should go and have some play time while I got some work around the house done. That really wasn't going well and after just a few minutes of good play time Elizabeth started screaming. It seemed to never end. After about an hour of the off and on screaming I told them 10 more minutes and it would be bed time.

Paige appently didn't like that idea; she took Elizabeth by the hand into their bedroom and as she closed her door behind them I heard her say, "Elizabeth, let's have a talk."

I wanted to follow them to hear what Paige would say, but I thought that would mess whatever they did up. So I stayed in the kitchen. They were in their for 10 minutes and by the time that they came out they were ready to play. There was no more whining or screaming. They stayed up for an hour more at least.

I am glad that I gave them that space to workout the issues that they were having. But at the same time I would have loved to have been a fly on the wall in the room. I wish I would have thought of sitting on the toilet and listening in.

I guess it was good for me though. There will be times that I want to know what they are saying, but listening in is not how I want to know. I want them to come to me and tell me. That moment was the highlight of my weekend, they really do work together well.