Well, I don't think that I am that way. Am I? Am I pushy and don't even realize it?
Something to ponder in the future.
But, in the meantime, I am going to say this:
DO WHAT I DO.
I did this amazing thing and you should follow my example and advice because I KNOW WHAT I SPEAK OF.
No matter how tight your time and budget may be, try try try, with all your might, to take your child on a special one-on-one trip. It doesn't need to be fancy or expensive; when Justin turned 10, I took him camping at Mammoth Cave. It was amazing and special (despite some difficulties) and he still talks about the fabulous time we had.
I think that the age of 10 is a turning point in your child's life. Double digits, cusp of pre-teen years, and they still think you're moderately cool. It's the perfect time to snatch them away from the regular hub-bub of life and remind them that you love them and that you think they are cool. Do it NOW before the teenage years hit and you are flung over the cliff of "OH MY GOD I did not know that this was ever going to be my life why didn't somebody warn me before I got pregnant?!?"
Evan turned 10 this April and I took him last weekend for his special one-on-one birthday trip to St. Louis.
It was amazing and special and he and I will talk about the fabulous time we had for years to come.
We only had 2 nights away, but the time together felt multiplied by 20. Without interruptions or questions from anyone else, Evan and I were able to focus completely on each other.
"Hey Mama? When CAN I have a girl friend?"*
"Good Lord, Evan! Be a kid for a while, ok?"
"I don't know. You have to be at least 12. But what makes you think you can get a girlfriend when you're 12?"
"Are you kidding me?" he gestures up and down the length of his body, "With this face? What's not to love?"
(I shit you not. This is my 10 yr old son. Lord help me.)
We spent our second day at Six Flags over St. Louis but we have no pictures from that day and very little video, either. I have mixed feelings about this particular Six Flags as the rides weren't AS fabulous as I'd expected and the service, though friendly, was extremely slow. Maybe I'm just too Chicago-ish? I like my food served quickly, my directions succinct and my maps to MAKE SENSE. When you ask several workers for directions to a ride or location within the park and they all start their replies with "Wellll, let me seeee....." ? I tend to get a little twitchy. And don't even get me started on the whole "no bag" issue. A menstrual period is a MEDICAL ISSUE. End of Story.
Still, we had fun and the Mr. Freeze ride is FANTASTIC and Evan has only great memories of Six Flags. And that's all that matters in the long run, right?
City Museum in downtown St. Louis.
Until we found the 10 story slide into the spooky tunnels way below the museum.
Holy. Holy. Holy Fun.
Just take the time. The TIME is what is awesome. His face lit up every time someone asked why we were on a trip. "It's my birthday present! I turned 10. It's just me and my mom!"
*This is not the first time he's asked the question. It's getting a bit old, to be honest.