Monday, June 17, 2013

Kindy Fetes

On Sunday, we were invited to a kindy fete - a carnival to raise money for a kindergarten.

I agreed to go, thinking we'd just kill some time while we waited for Andrew to finish playing drums for the second service. I had no intention of spending money or buying food. Then, we got there and the friends who invited us went straight for the ticket booth and asked which rides we would like to go on. I asked Nathan if he was interested in going on any of the rides. Immediately, he listed four of the five rides. At that point, I stopped him and said he could go on one. Then, it occurred to me that Caleb would probably want to go on a ride as well!

So after Nathan worked out how much it would cost for two tickets and the change he would get (yes, I made him do the math), I sent him to buy the tickets. I watched as two families pushed their way in front of Nathan, who waited patiently in line. I was appalled that parents would do this and that the parent/teacher manning the ticket booth looked right past Nathan, as if he wasn't there.

A little disheartened (and thankful that our school environment is not like that), I urged Nathan to not let the people behind him push in front and make sure he gets his turn. Eventually, we got our tickets and met up with our friends.

After watching the girls ride ponies, Nathan went for the bouncy castle while Caleb rode the Ferris wheel. One of the girls was nice enough to sit with him. As the ride started to move, I could see Caleb was a little unsure of what was going to happen. The Ferris wheel picked up speed and Caleb started to smile and mimic other children's cheers. By the end of the ride, he was all smiles and couldn't stop talking about it.

I'm so thankful for the nice Sunday afternoon we could spend together, for Nathan who was patient and polite despite being unfairly treated, and for Caleb who is not afraid to try new things. I could learn a thing or two from my two boys.


  1. Maybe this is my new mum wimpiness (it is totally my new mum wimpiness!), but if I had to stand there and watch those people push past my boy like that (my baaaaby!), I'd probably burst into tears. Good on you for letting him know it's okay to stand his ground :)

    1. Aww, I'm sure you're not a wimp at all! When push comes to shove, your inner mama bear will kick in. It's definitely hard to watch but it's a learning experience and they'll soon learn to stand up for themselves (or be resilient).



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