Comments on: When Karma Shows Up At An Eminem Concert

By: Julie

Julie — Sat, 30 Aug 2014 05:38:59 +0000

In reply to Julie. I love the plate. The other vehicle in my drive reads: IBHUCK. At least you gots grammar skillz.

By: Robyn

Robyn — Fri, 29 Aug 2014 01:01:00 +0000

In reply to Julie.

HAHAHA, Julie!! I knew someone was going to ask for pictures!! I honestly didn’t even think about taking pictures when it was happening. It wasn’t a memory I wanted to preserve. …Who knew??

There’s still a giant red mark on my forehead. Not hot, but not as bad as it was.

Meanwhile, no crack about the license plate…?

By: Julie

Julie — Thu, 28 Aug 2014 21:34:20 +0000

I would pay HUGE money to see the actual photos of your inflamed face. But I’m guessing there is no way in hell they exist. xo

By: Robyn

Robyn — Thu, 28 Aug 2014 16:40:44 +0000

In reply to Liz.

Having to eat your words with a 14 year old…that has to NOT BE fun. I think I’m more sorry for that than what happened to me!

You’re a big person to do it though and hopefully what they won’t forget is that you “ate it” instead of the fact that they were right. But who are we kidding, you’re right. The kid will archive it. Oh well, next time you will be right and they will be wrong SO THERE!!! 🙂

By: Robyn

Robyn — Thu, 28 Aug 2014 16:37:45 +0000

In reply to HazelMWheeler.

Hazel!!
I just changed the title. No joke. 🙂

It’s a slippery slope, you’re right. That’s the struggle. How much do we push and when is the right time?
So happy to hear from you. Your insight and title change are both appreciate (as always).
Now I need to go look up who the hell Ralph Wiggum is 🙂

By: Liz

Liz — Thu, 28 Aug 2014 14:59:14 +0000

I’m sorry you both got stung by a bee, and that you had such a bad reaction. And I’m glad you’re doing better now. But I know how you feel. The other day one of my students was sure they were right about something and I was so sure they were wrong. I was really really sure I was completely right and they were oh so wrong. And it’s possible I was a little condescending about it too. Well, it turns out they were right and I was wrong. So I had to suck it up and apologize to a 14-year-old. Who you know is never ever ever going to let me forget it. So okay, lesson learned. Next time I won’t act like I know everything! (Except I usually am right!!)

By: HazelMWheeler

HazelMWheeler — Thu, 28 Aug 2014 14:53:15 +0000

Robyn,

Okay, I have to say this first- you should really rename your post “Karma is a B**”… ha. 🙂

That is the hard thing, isn’t it? Knowing when, as a parent, we are supposed to supply empathy and an ice pack instead of a fine “hey, you’re okay, let’s get back on the horse” push toward developing a little resilience. And how much empathy? Sometimes, it just seems to make things worse (okay, great,now they are crying harder because I think I just over-validated their feelings!) and other times, they get a grain or two of that sweetness, get up and move on all on their own.

Isn’t school just about to start for your kids? I know we are in that season — next week, I think my internal empathy supply is going to be taxed as all of the new experiences of second grade will be brought on, full steam ahead. I am wishing Frankie the same year I wish for my own Kiddo: may they have nice teachers, no Bossy Princess girls and find a few friends in their classroom. May the weird kids be Ralph Wiggum-weird and not “stealing the treats from your lunch” weird.

And may we have endless patience for listening, our collection of non-judgmental reflective listening comments at the ready (‘mmmm’, “wow, that’s something, huh?” “really?”) and something nice to look forward to at the end of the day. I’m thinking something cold and smooth in a fancy glass. Pick your poison, Robyn– great read!