there are blessings that come with a noncomplainer. whining is kept to a minimum. you can get away with handing them the last drink, it can be the wrong flavor they are fine, they figure it out. if a complaint does escape their lips it is brief and they move on.

“i want to sit in the back.”

“not today.”

“ahh, okay.”

it is kind of  a relief from the normalcy of trying to placid everyone else all day.  the downside of the noncomplainer is that they can be overlooked. ya know the whole squeaky wheel thing. we have a lot of squeaks around here and they definitely soak up a lot of oil. sometimes all the oil i have.

ruby is my noncomplainer. while in mammoth this weekend she woke up one night warm and thirsty, but not complaining and we hadn’t quite mastered the whole temperature control in the room so everyone was warm. the next morning she couldn’t wait to get to the mountain for ski school. we got up. she ate breakfast. she dressed. no complaints even after asking several times if she was feeling okay, checking her forehead etc.

after an afternoon of skiing i got a call from a friend that my little ruby tuesday was done for the day. that’s all. as i walked up to the slopes i noticed a little body laying at the bottom of the chair lifts. i almost passed out, she had to be hurt. my friend was trying to save me from some really horrible news with all that, “she’s done” talk in his calm collected voice. i know better. that is what friends/fellow parents do. you call all calm like so the parent doesn’t panic. i have played this game before.

Luckily she wasn’t injured.  she really was done. dead asleep on her instructor’s jacket right there at the lifts. no broken bones, no blood.  obviously i knew right away she wasn’t feeling well. i mean who could fall asleep in the snow, right? unfortunately i can’t carry her and my dear friend had to shlep her completely dead weight body all the way back to the condo. now that is friendship. she couldn’t feel her arms for days.

i have been told i spend an extra amount of attention on my little girl on this blog or my instagram and i see that as a good thing. Because you see, she rarely makes a fuss and when she does she is easy to please and return back to an even keeled state. if i give her extra attention, especially here where she has her very own Ruby Tuesdays, that is fine by me. the girl deserves it. in fact, she can be so easy going about things that she often gets swept up in all the boy activities and my hus and i have to stop and say “when was the last time ruby got to choose what we do?” she gets shlepped from the baseball fields to football practice. she patiently plays on her iPod while i calm my other boys’ nerves and creates crazy art projects in her room while i help myes through piles of homework.

after a trip to the doctor we found out she had a sinus infection. she is on the mend… and not complaining