Thursday, May 20, 2010
Last year after learning what plastic bottles do to the environment, she made me go out and buy a water purifier for the fridge and pledge that I would stop using so many bottles. That lasted about a week before I couldn't take it any more. I love having the convenience of the pre-done bottles. I know-- I'm a monster.
Then she decided that we needed to recycle. I was using our recycle bin as the boys ball storage in the garage. She cleaned it out and claimed that we were now recyclers. We would be saving the world one piece of trash at a time. She roped the Mister into it and now he and I are at silent war over recycling. When I finish my bottles of water I toss them in the trash just to get "team green." He actually digs them out to recycle them. Then he rats me out to Breckyn and I have to hear a long lecture about the benefits of recycling.
This morning she was leaving on a walking field trip and I tell her she needs to put on sunblock. I take her outside and spray her down. She explains to me that in the "olden days" (you know, when you were a kid mom) they didn't have to use sunblock because the ozone was thicker. But now since everyone has polluted the earth there is no ozone left to protect us from the sun, so we have to wear sunblock.
She is determined to change our household to be a little more green. She is slowly turning everyone against me. This morning Em says to me, "I hate littering because soon our whole earth will be trash. I'm never going to litter." (Says the boy who can't pick up his own underwear off the floor.)
She got to him alright. My baby is now on "team green."
The only benefit I've gotten from having her be psychotically green has been having her pick up trash in our yard. She organized a trash pick up for our family one Saturday and we walked up and down our road picking up all the nasties that people throw out their windows. She accused me of tossing things that looked familiar to her-- but even I'm not that bad.
I'm secretly not so against going green but she looks at me like I'm a criminal. So it makes me want to prove her wrong.
My numbers are starting to dwindle. Pretty soon the whole family will be on "team green" and I'll be left all alone to wallow in my own trash.
Where did I go wrong?