Friday, September 21, 2012
Oh the joy!
So it's been a while since I last posted. Since then (February) not much as changed...or well maybe a lot has changed!
The teenager is now full on 15. He is about to finish his drivers ed course which means he will be expecting to go get his learners permit ANY DAY NOW! This whole thing excites and terrifies the bejeezus out of me!! On one had him driving will be nice-there are benefits to this. On the other hand-him driving I am afraid is going to be a disaster!! In FL they have to have a permit for a year before getting a full license. SO I have a year before my insurance goes up and he is able to drive alone without an adult. That's where the trepidation sets in...him being alone in a car...or worse yet-in a car with a GIRL!! You ALL know what I am talking about here. So there is that issue...which I consider important but somewhat minor when considering he is my son who LOVES fast cars and wants to put his car on coil-louvers (spelling??) which makes it super low?? I am concerned not only about his potential heavy foot but the anticipated daring high speed maneuvers that he may attempt to reenact from the movies...and wind up hurting himself...or worse.
I currently drive him to school every morning so we talk a lot about cars and driving and he is pretty level headed but I am still TERRIFIED!! I am sure this is nothing new to the world of parenting. I am sure that every parent has dealt with the level of anxiety I have right now...and will continue to have but seriously this stuff gives me low-level anxiety attacks! Don't get me wrong-I know it's my prerogative to allow him to drive or not-and I remind him of this almost daily, but the reality is that one day in the next 13-15 months he will indeed be driving because he's a pretty good kid-he's doing well in school, he does most of what is asked of him, and he doesn't get in trouble. SO other than my own anxieties I have no reason to stop him from driving.
Now the younger one...he's almost 13-which will make him teenager 2 in my house. He's in middle school and DRIVING his father CRAZY! Dad has almost completely taken over the academic oversight of the younger one, aka booger, and is about a half step from going to school with booger to find out what he does all day because booger, who is gifted, is acting like he has a strong case of CRANIAL RECTUMITUS, which is driving us both crazy but Dad is taking a stronger approach...so I let him. So far he has lost his laptop and he's a breath away from losing his phone.
So we continue to deal with the dramatic hormone changes going on at home, hair growing everywhere, and the smell...oh the smell. The smell that comes from a teenage boy is something awful. It has moved into their rooms and taken up residence. Seriously can't identify the smell...it doesn't come from the dirty clothes or the bed, or the carpet (we have tile) it's just a smell and it won't leave-even the industrial air purifier won't pull it out. Seriously-the hormone changes-my boys (yes boys-not girls) go from sweet to sassy in a hot millisecond-they PMS like girls. WHO KNEW. I suppose it is still probably better than having two girls in the house who really go through the cycle...that would be bad!! God knew that having a daughter would be a near death experience for her...and opted to give me sons instead!!
So that's all for now...maybe I will try to be more regular at this. We shall see!
Monday, February 27, 2012
Teenagers
So my nearly 15 year old is always coming home with a new phrase. His most recent one is "I'm done. I'm just done." This is his way of saying he's over it. Now this normally wouldn't bother me...we all get "done" with stuff at some point or another. The problem is when he says this phrase to his father and I when he is asked to do something like chores. That is a problem for me. My husband has great issue with respect-as a former military man respect and disrespect is HUGE.
My teenager rides a fine line with respect and disrespect quite often. Recently a recent tantrum and blatant disrespect occurred with this phrase. It just so happened it occurred while our neighbor down the street was standing in the yard. Now my neighbor is an older gentleman who definitely follows the 'spare the rod' mentality. So in short my husband was further embarrassed (and disrespected) when the neighbor looked at him and said 'you aren't going to let him get away with that?' question from the neighbor. Later as my husband and I are catching up he tells me about the tantrum and that he took the boys phone away for a couple of days (the phone is a lifeline). I agreed with the punishment but preferred to have a chat with my son. I let a couple days go by and took the opportunity when it was just him and I to talk to him about the whole "so done" phrase and remind him that this type of talk was not okay when we were being serious with him about chores and grades and he should save it for his friends...because after all we are his parents and NOT his friends and there is a time and place for him to goof off with us.
I don't know why it is that parents feel the need to be their kids friend. That isn't my job while you are growing up. My job as your parent is to make sure you stay in line, graduate from high school and eventually become a productive member of society. I am here to tell you when you screw up and kick your tail back into line. We can be friends when you are an adult and pay your own way through life.
My teenager rides a fine line with respect and disrespect quite often. Recently a recent tantrum and blatant disrespect occurred with this phrase. It just so happened it occurred while our neighbor down the street was standing in the yard. Now my neighbor is an older gentleman who definitely follows the 'spare the rod' mentality. So in short my husband was further embarrassed (and disrespected) when the neighbor looked at him and said 'you aren't going to let him get away with that?' question from the neighbor. Later as my husband and I are catching up he tells me about the tantrum and that he took the boys phone away for a couple of days (the phone is a lifeline). I agreed with the punishment but preferred to have a chat with my son. I let a couple days go by and took the opportunity when it was just him and I to talk to him about the whole "so done" phrase and remind him that this type of talk was not okay when we were being serious with him about chores and grades and he should save it for his friends...because after all we are his parents and NOT his friends and there is a time and place for him to goof off with us.
I don't know why it is that parents feel the need to be their kids friend. That isn't my job while you are growing up. My job as your parent is to make sure you stay in line, graduate from high school and eventually become a productive member of society. I am here to tell you when you screw up and kick your tail back into line. We can be friends when you are an adult and pay your own way through life.
Friday, April 8, 2011
Our children's mental health
Do our kids need mental breaks from reality every now and then? I didn't really think anything about the fact that kinds might need a mental health day, until recently. Both my kids are pretty awesome. Clay is fairly chill with most stuff rolling off his back...occasional attitude but hey-hes almost 14. And then there is Booger who is a smart kid, involved in ACE/GSP (gifted programs), Scouts, Soccer, Lego League and generally an all around decent fun kid who is pleasant to be around. Why on earth would he need a mental health day? What about his life is so stressing?? I manage to go to work, take graduate classes, coach his soccer team and serve on the scout committee...why can't he. He's just a kid-he doesn't have to worry about much-or does he?
I was really wrong in my assessment of my son. The reality is that Booger needs a break. Lately, he crumbles at the simplest sign of stress or demand. It all sort of started last week...oddly enough while he was on spring break. He didn't really have to all that much to do while on spring break but come Saturday morning when we had to be at the soccer field at 8 am he started melting down into a frustrated rage-at the time I blamed this on his lack of sleep. That attitude continued well into the afternoon...which resulted in a friend having to go spend the night at another friends house because he could NOT check his attitude and get himself under control-this I wasn't sure how to address. He was having repeated attitude problems which at the time I continued to chalk up to a lack of sleep across two evenings. Needless to say he settled by the evening (after some much needed R&R in his room) and was seemingly back to his normal self. Then we get to Monday. He fell apart all over again. He LOVES being a goalie, however, he isn't perfect at it (which I would not ever expect). After missing a few practice shots and getting heckled by his peers he flew into a tantrum which resulted in him being kicked off the field. Then he went to scouts immediately following soccer and was told he sucked at everything including being a goalie...several of the kids on the soccer team are in scouts too. So we move forward to Wednesday...another practice where he falls apart. After kicking him off the field for another tantrum we discussed what was going on with him during the trip home.
It wasn't until the conversation on the trip home that he revealed he is being told he is dumb by his classmates for giving an incorrect answer. Being harassed on the soccer field for his missing shots on the goal, and just generally feeling overwhelmed because FCATs start next week too. Needless to say he came home "sick" from school on Thursday with claims of an ear ache. We will simply call this a mental health day. He wasn't sick...he needed a break. I pretty much boiled it down to this when he called me upset that dad yelled at him about needing to be careful...his words were "I feel worthless." As a mom this breaks my heart!! I didn't know what to say-I told him he should just chill out and go watch some cartoons.
So to bring my going on to a point. It is becoming more and more obvious that our kids simply need a break-they are entitled to a mental health day! Not a spring break but a break. A day when we as parents do not place high expectations on them to produce straight A's...or to be the best at something, when there is no school work, no sports, no extra curricular activities. We used to call these days the weekend, however, with everything we cram into a weekend they no longer exist as a time of the week to relax and chill out. So now when is the best time to just let them veg out? We run them ragged trying to be the soccer star, the academic scholar, the Eagle Scout...I think they just need to veg. We as parents place stress on them without realizing it, teachers place stress on them, coaches and society in general. So what is the balance? Do we listen to our kids, do they even know how to tell us they are overwhelmed because they really do want to play soccer and they want to be in scouts and they really love lego league and and and? Do we as parents put limitations in place for them...force what we perceive to be the appropriate boundaries on their schedules?? Or do we take a backseat approach and allow them to figure it for themselves while we attempt to whisper our suggestions in their ear? I suppose it really boils down to a fine balance...letting our kids know we think it might be too much for them but allowing them to experience the things they enjoy.
As a get through this time with my son I worry about the pressure we are putting on our children...can they handle it? Are we doing this to prepare them for the multitasking we do as part of life everyday? Are we creating an army of people who must be the best and do EVERYTHING?? Are we creating a bunch of overachievers who are risking their mental health to accomplish everything and more?
What do you think??
I was really wrong in my assessment of my son. The reality is that Booger needs a break. Lately, he crumbles at the simplest sign of stress or demand. It all sort of started last week...oddly enough while he was on spring break. He didn't really have to all that much to do while on spring break but come Saturday morning when we had to be at the soccer field at 8 am he started melting down into a frustrated rage-at the time I blamed this on his lack of sleep. That attitude continued well into the afternoon...which resulted in a friend having to go spend the night at another friends house because he could NOT check his attitude and get himself under control-this I wasn't sure how to address. He was having repeated attitude problems which at the time I continued to chalk up to a lack of sleep across two evenings. Needless to say he settled by the evening (after some much needed R&R in his room) and was seemingly back to his normal self. Then we get to Monday. He fell apart all over again. He LOVES being a goalie, however, he isn't perfect at it (which I would not ever expect). After missing a few practice shots and getting heckled by his peers he flew into a tantrum which resulted in him being kicked off the field. Then he went to scouts immediately following soccer and was told he sucked at everything including being a goalie...several of the kids on the soccer team are in scouts too. So we move forward to Wednesday...another practice where he falls apart. After kicking him off the field for another tantrum we discussed what was going on with him during the trip home.
It wasn't until the conversation on the trip home that he revealed he is being told he is dumb by his classmates for giving an incorrect answer. Being harassed on the soccer field for his missing shots on the goal, and just generally feeling overwhelmed because FCATs start next week too. Needless to say he came home "sick" from school on Thursday with claims of an ear ache. We will simply call this a mental health day. He wasn't sick...he needed a break. I pretty much boiled it down to this when he called me upset that dad yelled at him about needing to be careful...his words were "I feel worthless." As a mom this breaks my heart!! I didn't know what to say-I told him he should just chill out and go watch some cartoons.
So to bring my going on to a point. It is becoming more and more obvious that our kids simply need a break-they are entitled to a mental health day! Not a spring break but a break. A day when we as parents do not place high expectations on them to produce straight A's...or to be the best at something, when there is no school work, no sports, no extra curricular activities. We used to call these days the weekend, however, with everything we cram into a weekend they no longer exist as a time of the week to relax and chill out. So now when is the best time to just let them veg out? We run them ragged trying to be the soccer star, the academic scholar, the Eagle Scout...I think they just need to veg. We as parents place stress on them without realizing it, teachers place stress on them, coaches and society in general. So what is the balance? Do we listen to our kids, do they even know how to tell us they are overwhelmed because they really do want to play soccer and they want to be in scouts and they really love lego league and and and? Do we as parents put limitations in place for them...force what we perceive to be the appropriate boundaries on their schedules?? Or do we take a backseat approach and allow them to figure it for themselves while we attempt to whisper our suggestions in their ear? I suppose it really boils down to a fine balance...letting our kids know we think it might be too much for them but allowing them to experience the things they enjoy.
As a get through this time with my son I worry about the pressure we are putting on our children...can they handle it? Are we doing this to prepare them for the multitasking we do as part of life everyday? Are we creating an army of people who must be the best and do EVERYTHING?? Are we creating a bunch of overachievers who are risking their mental health to accomplish everything and more?
What do you think??
Monday, April 4, 2011
Apologize for being MIA
So I went back and looked at my blog and discovered that I haven't blogged in almost a YEAR! Like WOW how time flies. So not much has changed really. Our niece has moved back in with her parents-which is where she wants to be-we wish her nothing but happiness and a life full of love.
The boys are growing like weeds...speaking of weeds. What is the appropriate reaction to discovering pictures of marijuana leaves and other marijuana related images on your teens cell phone? Let's be clear-none of them indicated he was smoking the stuff but there were about 12 in all. Well here is how I reacted-I FLIPPED OUT!! I took away his cell phone and grounded him for a week...and then I called his friends mother and informed her of the story my son told me--which was I didn't take them-so and so added them to my phone, blah blah blah. Remember this is my son who has been known to tell some whoppers now and then. He is finally getting his cell phone back after two weeks (one of which was the week of spring vacation) and he is overjoyed. Has he learned his lesson-I don't know. I guess time will tell.
As for Booger he is alive and well...he had a couple of nuclear meltdowns over the weekend which I believe more than anything were related to his lack of sleep and pure video game withdraws than his not processing the situation at hand.
Well that is all I have for now. Life continues on...soccer practice, boy scouts, and graduate school. I will try to be more diligent about posting more frequently.
Love to all!!
The boys are growing like weeds...speaking of weeds. What is the appropriate reaction to discovering pictures of marijuana leaves and other marijuana related images on your teens cell phone? Let's be clear-none of them indicated he was smoking the stuff but there were about 12 in all. Well here is how I reacted-I FLIPPED OUT!! I took away his cell phone and grounded him for a week...and then I called his friends mother and informed her of the story my son told me--which was I didn't take them-so and so added them to my phone, blah blah blah. Remember this is my son who has been known to tell some whoppers now and then. He is finally getting his cell phone back after two weeks (one of which was the week of spring vacation) and he is overjoyed. Has he learned his lesson-I don't know. I guess time will tell.
As for Booger he is alive and well...he had a couple of nuclear meltdowns over the weekend which I believe more than anything were related to his lack of sleep and pure video game withdraws than his not processing the situation at hand.
Well that is all I have for now. Life continues on...soccer practice, boy scouts, and graduate school. I will try to be more diligent about posting more frequently.
Love to all!!
Monday, May 24, 2010
Do all kids lie...or is it just mine?
So if you have been following along you know that Booger lost a couple library books...at some point during this school year. UGH. Well we found one but not the other as of Friday.
I get a call at work on Friday from the hubs that says Booger went to the library and talked to the librarian and she said both books were there but he still didn't get his report card. So in charges mom to find out why he doesn't have his report card. I get a phone message back from what I percieve to be a VERY snarky librarian who suggusts that perhaps Booger should check his room more thoroughly. Yeah..since we haven't done that already huh? Witch! Anyhow I come home and start discussing this matter with the the hubs and decide to check Boogers backpack (since he didn't take it to school on Friday)-LO and BEHOLD what do I find?? The library book we did find on the shelf!! He didn't take it back to school!! OMG!! I was stupified! Booger wasn't home for me to ask why he hadn't taken the book back but he was sure going to tell me why at earliest opportunity!!
So when I pick him up from my sisters the conversation went something like this: Booger who did you you talk to at the library about those books? (Now he knows I never ask a question I don't already know the answer to) The librarian. Which one? There is only one mom! Okay. Booger are you sure you turned in the book we found on the shelf? Um, well, I forgot. Booger, why did you tell dad that both the books were found and they were in the library? Because I didn't want to be in trouble for not turning in the books! Well Booger, now you are in trouble for lying! One week no video games.
All three of my kids lie. They lie about turning in papers, they lie about doing their homework, they lie about stupid stuff. Like did you clean your room? Yes. Okay let's go check...oh wait mom! I have to go put some stuff away! I mean seriously it must just be a knee jerk reaction for kids to just say whatever it is that mom or dad want to hear to get them to shut up and leave them alone!
I am truly worried about my older son...he seems to lie about some pretty big things...not to me but to his friends. He has told some whoppers-at one point he was telling his friends he was a pro-BMX rider. He has never even rode BMX. He wants to but never has. He lies to his girlfriends. They bust him in those lies and dump him!! Which I secretly love-good for them-don't put up with my lying sons behavior. Don't get me wrong, my heart breaks everytime his does but he has to learn somehow. I definately worry about his lying...more so than the other two. But I can't really get too hard on his case for lying to his friends...the punishment he faces tfrom them is far worse than anything I could do to him. I just try to remind him that lying is not acceptable and that his friends obviously don't like it.
Honestly, I don't know what to do about it! I don't want them to get away with it but what on earth is the appropriate action? Seriously-ground them every time they lie? They would never see the light of day for weeks on end! Soap in thier mouth? That is child abuse these days. I don't want to just dismiss the lies...little lies lead to big lies, and some big lies lead to jail.
I guess for now it's punish the lie depending on the severity of the lie and just hope like heck they outgrow this lying nonsense sooner rather than later!
I get a call at work on Friday from the hubs that says Booger went to the library and talked to the librarian and she said both books were there but he still didn't get his report card. So in charges mom to find out why he doesn't have his report card. I get a phone message back from what I percieve to be a VERY snarky librarian who suggusts that perhaps Booger should check his room more thoroughly. Yeah..since we haven't done that already huh? Witch! Anyhow I come home and start discussing this matter with the the hubs and decide to check Boogers backpack (since he didn't take it to school on Friday)-LO and BEHOLD what do I find?? The library book we did find on the shelf!! He didn't take it back to school!! OMG!! I was stupified! Booger wasn't home for me to ask why he hadn't taken the book back but he was sure going to tell me why at earliest opportunity!!
So when I pick him up from my sisters the conversation went something like this: Booger who did you you talk to at the library about those books? (Now he knows I never ask a question I don't already know the answer to) The librarian. Which one? There is only one mom! Okay. Booger are you sure you turned in the book we found on the shelf? Um, well, I forgot. Booger, why did you tell dad that both the books were found and they were in the library? Because I didn't want to be in trouble for not turning in the books! Well Booger, now you are in trouble for lying! One week no video games.
All three of my kids lie. They lie about turning in papers, they lie about doing their homework, they lie about stupid stuff. Like did you clean your room? Yes. Okay let's go check...oh wait mom! I have to go put some stuff away! I mean seriously it must just be a knee jerk reaction for kids to just say whatever it is that mom or dad want to hear to get them to shut up and leave them alone!
I am truly worried about my older son...he seems to lie about some pretty big things...not to me but to his friends. He has told some whoppers-at one point he was telling his friends he was a pro-BMX rider. He has never even rode BMX. He wants to but never has. He lies to his girlfriends. They bust him in those lies and dump him!! Which I secretly love-good for them-don't put up with my lying sons behavior. Don't get me wrong, my heart breaks everytime his does but he has to learn somehow. I definately worry about his lying...more so than the other two. But I can't really get too hard on his case for lying to his friends...the punishment he faces tfrom them is far worse than anything I could do to him. I just try to remind him that lying is not acceptable and that his friends obviously don't like it.
Honestly, I don't know what to do about it! I don't want them to get away with it but what on earth is the appropriate action? Seriously-ground them every time they lie? They would never see the light of day for weeks on end! Soap in thier mouth? That is child abuse these days. I don't want to just dismiss the lies...little lies lead to big lies, and some big lies lead to jail.
I guess for now it's punish the lie depending on the severity of the lie and just hope like heck they outgrow this lying nonsense sooner rather than later!
Thursday, May 20, 2010
End of the year chaos
So every year about this time we discover that SOMEONE has forgotten to return a library book. This year its Booger. We usually find the library book on the book shelf...imagine that a book on a bookshelf. This usually isn't a problem unless you tell me 5 minutes before you have to walk out the door. UGH! Makes me insane when they do this. This being losing library books and waiting until the last minute to tell me you have lost it.
What am I going to do with that kid??
Well today is awards day for Booger and the girl. Should be nice to see both my kids get an award!
What am I going to do with that kid??
Well today is awards day for Booger and the girl. Should be nice to see both my kids get an award!
Monday, May 17, 2010
Manic Monday!
So I guess when you have three kids you have to get up and make sure are dressed every day somethings are bound to go wrong. I have been doing this for a while so I pretty much have it down to a science...I get up at 6 to shower, then go wake up the girl by 6:30 and turn on the boys light...at 6:45 they are usually rolling out of bed-sometimes I have to go all drill sargeant on them and revlee them out of bed, around 7 I hit the kitchen for breakfast and we usually all cruise out the door at 7:15. I also have a long standing policy that I will not deal with signing papers, permission slips, planners or hand out lunch money or anything else school related in the morning. They are 10, 12, and 13. They know what is important and they know to get it signed the night before or I am NOT going to sign it. This has been the deal since the started school.
So when my son, the 10 year old, came to me this morning at 6:55 and said I need two sodas for my ACE/GSP party I wanted to KILL him! I was like for the whole class?? or what? This was the first time I had heard of this need for soda and was furious that he was telling me a mere 2 hours before they were needed. Needless to say I stuck to my guns and refused to go get the soda...even though it was not a big deal and I could have detoured and made it all happen but the point is that he is notorius for last minute! He constantly forgets to tell me things and sadly the school is awful about communicating when it comes to ACE/GSP. There have been several parties/functions where he needed to bring something and all I could do was take his word for it and send it.
Okay so I stuck to my guns and didn't get the soda. But what I did get was nuclear meltdown from a 10 year old. He huffed and puffed and stomped around for the remainder of the morning. When I told him to get the treats we made so he could take them in he stomped to the kitchen. I informed him he was grounded for the day and he argued he didn't stomp...well he's grounded for the day! He proceeded to whine some more and flop down on the couch and cry. All because he isn't getting soda! I mean SERIOUSLY!! The kid is getting 2 parties this week and he's whining because he isn't getting soda.
This has always been the problem. The 10 year old-Booger-whines about everything when he doesn't get his way. He is the baby of the family and sports the baby of the family mentality and as the oldest child of my siblings it drives me CRAZY! I remember when I got the phone call from the husband about Booger having a tantrum in the middle of a store because he didn't get the hot wheels he wanted. Husband was ENTHRALLED and ready to kill him...Booger was probably almost 3. I advised the husband to leave him there having his tantrum and walk away. Which he did. And Booger responded pretty well...but not before finishing his tantrum by peeing in his pants. The husband was mortified. Not only had Booger fallen out in the middle of the store but he peed his pants on top of it! WOW! His tantrums have worked for him in the past...he tends to fall apart and get his way because I don't always have the strength to deal with it. I guess I should figure out a way to get some will power...or that kid is going to be whining his way into Harvard with me footing the bill. UGH!
Okay..one more thing before I go. I have this wierd thing-I honestly think that girls should have their hair pulled up when they have PE. Am I crazy? I remember what it was like having gym in the morning and getting all sweaty and then having my hair look like crap the rest of the day. So I told the girl to get her hair up this morning she looked at me like I was CRAZY! As if I had just asked her to make a beehive on her head!! She hates it when I ask her to get her hair up...I hate it when her hair is down and in her face. I suppose this is a battle that has never been won or lost...just both parties continuing to fight..and relenting now and then so they can live to fight another day. Oh and oddly enough I had a dream she started her 'cycle' last night...wonder exactly when that will be coming...any day now is my guess. AWESOME! I couldn't stand myself when I was cycling..how on earth am I going to tolerate her!??
So when my son, the 10 year old, came to me this morning at 6:55 and said I need two sodas for my ACE/GSP party I wanted to KILL him! I was like for the whole class?? or what? This was the first time I had heard of this need for soda and was furious that he was telling me a mere 2 hours before they were needed. Needless to say I stuck to my guns and refused to go get the soda...even though it was not a big deal and I could have detoured and made it all happen but the point is that he is notorius for last minute! He constantly forgets to tell me things and sadly the school is awful about communicating when it comes to ACE/GSP. There have been several parties/functions where he needed to bring something and all I could do was take his word for it and send it.
Okay so I stuck to my guns and didn't get the soda. But what I did get was nuclear meltdown from a 10 year old. He huffed and puffed and stomped around for the remainder of the morning. When I told him to get the treats we made so he could take them in he stomped to the kitchen. I informed him he was grounded for the day and he argued he didn't stomp...well he's grounded for the day! He proceeded to whine some more and flop down on the couch and cry. All because he isn't getting soda! I mean SERIOUSLY!! The kid is getting 2 parties this week and he's whining because he isn't getting soda.
This has always been the problem. The 10 year old-Booger-whines about everything when he doesn't get his way. He is the baby of the family and sports the baby of the family mentality and as the oldest child of my siblings it drives me CRAZY! I remember when I got the phone call from the husband about Booger having a tantrum in the middle of a store because he didn't get the hot wheels he wanted. Husband was ENTHRALLED and ready to kill him...Booger was probably almost 3. I advised the husband to leave him there having his tantrum and walk away. Which he did. And Booger responded pretty well...but not before finishing his tantrum by peeing in his pants. The husband was mortified. Not only had Booger fallen out in the middle of the store but he peed his pants on top of it! WOW! His tantrums have worked for him in the past...he tends to fall apart and get his way because I don't always have the strength to deal with it. I guess I should figure out a way to get some will power...or that kid is going to be whining his way into Harvard with me footing the bill. UGH!
Okay..one more thing before I go. I have this wierd thing-I honestly think that girls should have their hair pulled up when they have PE. Am I crazy? I remember what it was like having gym in the morning and getting all sweaty and then having my hair look like crap the rest of the day. So I told the girl to get her hair up this morning she looked at me like I was CRAZY! As if I had just asked her to make a beehive on her head!! She hates it when I ask her to get her hair up...I hate it when her hair is down and in her face. I suppose this is a battle that has never been won or lost...just both parties continuing to fight..and relenting now and then so they can live to fight another day. Oh and oddly enough I had a dream she started her 'cycle' last night...wonder exactly when that will be coming...any day now is my guess. AWESOME! I couldn't stand myself when I was cycling..how on earth am I going to tolerate her!??
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