Nothing. No life lesson today unless you consider staying in bed with my head covered up, treating a sinus headache! Hopefully, tomorrow will bring something and a little sarcasm to boot.
The conversations about how difficult Jace is to deal with linger, day in and day out. The following is a run down by me of one of our mornings……I was abusing one of my pals by venting to her…..it may not make perfect sense in all he places but it is pretty coherent reading if you try……and don’t hate me for it…..
he is an asshat
he has got his way so much here
let me iron out a day for you,
he gets out of bed grunting and grumbling
he walks to the back and takes off his pull up and sometimes he puts it in the trash and other times he hides in the closet or behind the bed
he then goes to the recliner where he balls up and demands clothes
I insist that he ask nicely or get them himself
it’s 50/50, if he gets them,
we fight b/c he gets a purple sleeveless shirt and sweat pants and blue and green socks and sliders
if I get them, he whines b/c he didn’t want that purple sleeveless shirt and sweat pants and blue and green socks and sliders
so i leave him with his clothes crying and go to the kitchen
he throws clothes around the living room
I bust his butt or at least threaten to
Walker comes through half a sleep and he throws a shoe or something similar at him
he screams while I bust his tail again or threaten to or cry or both
I go to the kitchen and return with lunches and lunch boxes
he doesn’t like anything we have and i tell him he doesn’t know what we have b/c i just went to the store today
and he says fine he just won’t eat lunch at all so I lay his lunch and his lunch box on the table and say suits me
he falls in the floor like a banshee screaming because he can’t get the lunch in the lunchbox
I ask walker if he is eating breakfast at school or home he says one or the other
and Jace throws a tantrum b/c he wants to do which ever it was that Walker didn’t choose
I tell him too bad
Wlker gets his lunch box that Ipacked and puts it in his backpack
jace sits on the the floor trying to shove his into his backpack all the while screeching that it doesn’t fit
I send them to brush their teeth and he takes Walker out as he walks by
I send one to brush and leave the other behind
which ever one I send,
Jace yells, he always goes first or I always have to go first
we argue I spat his butt for real this time
time to go,
he has on no shoes
he can’t find his snack money b/c he threw it in his backpack when he was mid-tantrum
I said too bad, do without
I give walker his snack money and head out the door
leave the door open while he wallows in the he floor screeching b/c he can’t get his shoes on
and I know he can’t tie them I get in the car,
he is a few steps behind he gets in the car,
slams his backpack in and whacks Walker in the had with it
Walker hits back this time
so they both get in trouble and Jace is crying and walker is Complaining because he is such a pain
I turn the music up
they keep fussing
one hits the other
sometimes I pull over and lay down the law again
sometimes I turn he music up louder
we get to school
Walker wants me to pull up to one end and let him out and
which ever end it is, Jace wants to go to the other
I go to the same one every day
they still fight about it
I pull up,
Walker has to gather his stuff
and in the meantime,
Jace is slinging his backpack in the air hitting him in the head
I lay down the law again and
Walker gets out and
I kick Jace out crying
are you tired yet?
because it’s just 7:10 AM
Now I’m not sure what the life lesson is there other than I have held my ground every day and even after he had a major meltdown this morning and I did indeed give him a few swats…….he got in he car ready to go to my mom’s this afternoon. I let him know that he was not going to see her until he could behave in the mornings. You misbehave before school, you stay home after, new rule.
He cried quietly and then was fine.
He even went to the store with me.
And his behavior is improving.
Blame the parents, always the parents fault………………oops, this time I do believe it is.
We all try to act like birthdays aren’t a big deal after we pass that, oh I don’ t know 30 year old mark. But, the truth is, they are a big deal, celebrate life, be happy you made it through another year. That said, next Wednesday, September 3, I will celebrate being another year older…..I’ve outlived my father by 2 years already and this will give me 3.
So, here’s the thing, since Facebook seems to help solicit the birthday wishes, I’m going to see if I can get my pals who simply see the notification and then quickly tap out a Birthday wish to join me in another fun project. Feel free to wish me a happy birthday, don’t get me wrong, I love that…but I want you to take part in something I’ll remember for a very long time……
We are going to construct a story…..and you are going to be the authors. The title of this story is, “Come September”. Come on, get out the crazy inhibitions and help me write this story. You only need to leave your name in the rest of the form and that’s just so I can come thank you for all the well wishes and for helping me tell this story.
It’s really simple, this is your average linky but instead of leaving a link to a post your have written, simply put your portion of the story in the box and enter any link you would like in the link area. Just pick up where the last person left off and keep telling the story……I can’t wait and Happy Birthday to me!
Oh yes, my kids have been back at school for an entire week and I’m totally feeling like this family. I really didn’t think I was ready for the summer to come to a screeching halt but just like the guy in the video says, working with kids under your arms is not easy. Go ahead, take a look at this cool video and let me know what you think…..
If you saw the video last week and you are wondering what took me so long…I’m just that far behind from my summer fun lol!
Here’s what Yahoo had to say about the video and the background behind the story
“I like big buses I cannot lie!”
Neither can the Holderness family as they rewrite the lyrics to Sir Mix-a-Lot’s “Baby Got Back” and make it about going back to school: buying supplies, filling up backpacks “round and big,” and “making that healthy lunch.”
They’re sure to do it again with “Baby Got Class.” The fun video has a nice shout-out at the end: “Dedicated to the amazing teachers who take care of our kids all year and don’t make enough money.”
I’ve done 23 Life Lessons so far in August and I’m aiming for 31….so tell me something you learned today, something fun, something serious, it doesn’t matter, it can even be something vague….I’m crowdsourcing because I’m drawing a blank right now….anyone
Nicole Rosen Every lesson costs money.
Jerri Ann Reason or heartache
Melissa Bilash This
It might be 1 or even 2 in the morning but I know a good story when I see one, ahem…maybe…