Amber and I intentionally shielded Kaitlyn this weekend from having to see any news coverage of the shooting in Connecticut this past Friday. With her very literal mind, we were very worried that she would associate what happened there with having happened at her school, or that it was going to happen at her school, and she would have been scared to go. Some things are better off left unsaid.
We did our best to make this weekend just like every other weekend for her, and I think we did a great job.
The first bit of good news is that the test that she had Friday has come and gone. She proudly told me when I got home Friday night that she got a 100% on it, so the unconventional approach to getting ready for it, by not studying anything and just reminding her to take her time, worked.
I heard Kaitlyn coming down the hall Saturday morning at 7:07am. We were getting an early wake-up call for sure. Kaitlyn excitedly came in to our room, overjoyed about the “big day.” No, she was not talking about Christmas, but judging from her excitement, it seems like we will be getting up early on December 25. Kaitlyn was talking about her “big day” of going to get a manicure and pedicure with Amber, her BFF, and her friend’s mom. She could not wait.
After Amber and Kaitlyn got home, and Kaitlyn showed off her red and green nails, we took a few hours to relax. Amber and I wanted to drive around and look at some Christmas lights, and to make sure we were not cheated, we grabbed some dinner first. Kaitlyn vetoed our first choice because it “smelled like smoke” inside (but isn’t a “smokehouse” supposed to smell like smoked meat?), so we went across the parking lot and grabbed a bite at another restaurant. Kaitlyn was overjoyed because she was able to decorate the place mat in Seminole colors, and everything on it was FSU and football-themed. She even colored the football player’s uniform in Seminole colors (for the record, she gave him #18-Dustin Hopkins).
After originally objecting to driving around looking at lights, Kaitlyn sure was happy that we went. She pointed out her favorites, and even made sure that someone had angels that were wrong (they used multi-colored lights for the angels when they should have only used white lights).
This morning, Kaitlyn came in to our room crying. She did not get to finish watching her movie Saturday night because she fell asleep, and she was very upset about it. We calmed her down pretty quick, and then she gave me my marching orders. She told me that I had to go to the store for the following: donuts, cookies, a newspaper, nail polish (to fix one of her nails), and Samuel Adams. I came back with everything on the list, except for the Sam Adams.
Given how the weekend could have been had Kaitlyn known about the tragedy in Connecticut, I am very pleased with how this weekend went.