Well, usually anyway. But when two out of three refers to the number of my children I’ve made happy today, it’s left me feeling a little dissatisfied.
It’s easy to make Smallest happy. She was often sad this morning – she didn’t want to get in the car to go home, she didn’t want to sit on Angelina’s lap, then she did and we couldn’t find Angelina. She wanted to play on all the amusement style games, she didn’t want the Bob show to finish. But I could give her a ride on a carousel, and an airplane ride, and found a game that was win everytime and got her a practically luminous green caterpillar and she was a very happy child. Even managed to get her in the car without tears as she wanted to take Wormie (yes, I know) home to show Daddy.
And it turned out to be reasonably easy to make Big happy. I got her a go on a funbike. Or fun tricycle. And she is tall enough to go on the dodgems on her own, so that gave rise to much happiness too.
Small, however, is a very different kettle of fish. At that awkward height where he wasn’t big enough to go on any of the rides without an adult, and only accompanied by a heavily pregnant adult with a toddler, he didn’t get to go on anything but the carousel. Which didn’t really do it for him. And although his grabber wrapped around a Toad plush in the grab a toy game, it didn’t lift it up, and I wasn’t prepared to go on feeding pound coins into the machine in the hope it would suddenly work properly. (Is that how those machines work? That only so often they actually grab properly, regardless of how well they are positioned? Not impressed.) So he was disappointed again there. Something made him cry properly yesterday and I can’t even remember now what it was. I think it may have been the game he was playing on DS killing him off – that certainly upset him at some point over the weekend.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that he’s sad all the time. But it occurs to me that he’s rarely over the moon happy, and unlike the other two, I have no quick and easy solutions to handing him that moment of happiness. And I want to be able to. I want to get to the end of a day and know that I’ve made all of my children happy, even briefly, during that day.
Is that too much to ask?




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