A couple of weeks back (okay, make that almost a month ago) I posted this on the Logger's Wife Facebook page:
"This morning I decided to be a "yes mom" and let Abby play in the soaking wet mess known as her sandbox. The intense downpours we had yesterday destroyed the cover I made for it and the sand was so soaked, there were standing puddles.
My first instinct was to tell her to let it dry out a little but then I decided, not a big deal to play in the mud. I could always just rinse her clothes out right away and stick her in the tub.
Guess what? She had a great time! She isn't a messy kid but she loved it anyway. And I survived the mess."
It's had me wondering ever since. How often am I not a "yes mom?" How often do I tell Abby no for no real good reason? Or I tell her no because I'd rather do something else. I know I told her no sandbox last week for the pure reason that I didn't want to open it so late in the day. And I know I told her no fair wondering a couple weeks ago at a competition because it was hot and I didn't want to.