
After they finished watching it, Geoff made the kids think of ways they could be safer while riding a bike/skateboard/scooter and apologize to us for not wearing their helmets. Tough, yes, but I think the point was adequately made through the video and each of them seemed genuinely upset at what could happen just because they didn't take the time to don a helmet.
This was all before dinner. During dinner, Hunter entertained us all with his clowning around and I realized that he was enjoying the attention just a bit too much. I quieted the others and put on my "mom" hat (because prior to that he'd almost made me choke with laughter at his extremely "on" Hunter-ness). He calmed down a little and Geoff's mood hadn't really improved.
After supper he was encouraging the kids to help clean up and someone must have said something because the last thing I heard from the kitchen was "Deirdre, don't make anyone supper tomorrow!" Which I'm sure was leftover grumpiness because he can see the menu on the fridge and he knows we're having fried chicken tomorrow. Then again, perhaps he saw the "with broccoli bake" and figured it was worth the risk. He eats his cooked vegetables but only because I told him he has to or the kids won't. My guess is he figures his minimal discomfort is better than years of fighting with the kids.
In any case, he's not my parent and I'm most likely going to ignore him and cook dinner tomorrow. On a side note, he just stepped in and I asked him about his grumpiness. Turns out he's oddly suspicious about telling me much while I'm obviously in the middle of blogging. Huh. Strange.
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