La Bene Vita

The Whining!

OMG, please make it stop. The world revolves around the 9-year-old in this house, and if for a split second she doesn't get her way, I'm the "Mean Girlfriend." Never mind the fact that I'm the only one between Mommy, Daddy, and the "Mean Girlfriend" who thinks it's a *good* idea to get her the phone she wants for Christmas. Never mind the fact that I got the blender out and came up with alternative smoothie recipes when we ran out of milk. Never mind the fact that I'm willing to bring her along with me anywhere she wants to go, from church to praise band practice to music school to Potbelly. Somehow, I'm still always the bad guy and responsible for every time she doesn't get her way.

I guess I need to just suck that up, because somebody needs to teach her that you don't always get your way in real life.