Apparently I'm Not A Good Mommy

We had a bit of a rough day today.

The morning was great with lots of riding around the campground, playing in the play room, looking at the streams, etc. We had lunch back in the trailer and then things went down hill.

I thought I'd spend just a few minutes seeing if I could get a wiring harness out from under the truck that I wanted to use to wire in some stuff in the bed. Those few minutes turned into two hours. The girls were patient but growing weary.

About the time we should have been starting dinner we decided to try and ride down to the lodge and get in a quick game of mini golf as we hadn't played that here yet and I don't know if we will get another chance. Upon leaving the ranger shack with the clubs a large german sheppard startled Rebekah and she tripped, sliding across the concrete and scraping herself up pretty good. I did my best to love on her and we tried to play a round. We got a few holes into it and Rebekah would not stop with the "I a little mad" and tears. I was still trying to love on her and reassure her as best I could. We even tried to look at the cool blood everywhere - didn't help. We gave up on the golf early.

She cried/sniffled all the way back to the trailer and I sat her down on the picnic table and loved some more. She kept saying she was mad. I asked her if she was mad at the dog, the steps or what? She said "I mad mommy not here." What I had been attributing to her normal mad at a situation was really SAD. And of course in hind sight it makes perfect sense as everybody wants mommy when they are hurting. Rebekah even told me she didn't want me, she wanted a new mommy...

I guess I'll never make a good mommy.