No school concert picture would be complete
without a sibling's fingers
in the picture!
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Saturday, April 7, 2012
Door in the Dining Room
Sorry this story took so long to post. It's really not worth the wait but here it is anyway. Zeke has been having lots of issues/attitude problems lately. I'm not sure what it stems from but I'm guessing it's because I've been gone so much lately. And even when I'm home, I've mentally checked out because I'm so tired, both physically and mentally. I deal with challenging children all day and haven't had a lot of energy left for my own kids. Anyway, Zeke has been stealing things and not listening to teachers/parents/authority figures. It's been quite a challenge.
At school, he threw a banana peel at lunch and then lied about it. He's not been doing what the teachers ask him to do and then smirking at them. He was being innappropriate in the bathroom at school. He's been really defiant at home. He's been missing at GAP after school twice because he's not where he's supposed to be. When confronted, he either laughs, plugs his ears and says "I can't hear you!", or just screams. It's been a bit of a challenge, to say the least.
The other day, Zeke wanted to watch TV and I told him no. He started throwing a tantrum on the floor so I let him know that if he continued, I would escort him to his room. He screamed louder and then plugged his ears and said, "I can't hear you!" I picked him up and deposited him on his bed in his room where he continued to scream. When I was back in the kitchen, he started to slam his door over and over. My blood pressure was starting to hit the boiling point. As I was stomping back to his bedroom, I realized that I didn't need to be so stressed about him slamming the door. I turned around, got my tool box, took out my flat head screwdriver and hammer and walked calmly back to Zeke's room, where he continued to slam the door and scream.
I calmly took the pins out of the door hinge and removed the door. Zeke immediately stopped screaming, his eyes following me and the door. He finally asked, "What are you doing?"
As I carried the door down the hallway and placed it against the wall in the dining room, I informed Zeke that he could have his door back when I thought it was safe for him to have it.
No more door slamming :)
At school, he threw a banana peel at lunch and then lied about it. He's not been doing what the teachers ask him to do and then smirking at them. He was being innappropriate in the bathroom at school. He's been really defiant at home. He's been missing at GAP after school twice because he's not where he's supposed to be. When confronted, he either laughs, plugs his ears and says "I can't hear you!", or just screams. It's been a bit of a challenge, to say the least.
The other day, Zeke wanted to watch TV and I told him no. He started throwing a tantrum on the floor so I let him know that if he continued, I would escort him to his room. He screamed louder and then plugged his ears and said, "I can't hear you!" I picked him up and deposited him on his bed in his room where he continued to scream. When I was back in the kitchen, he started to slam his door over and over. My blood pressure was starting to hit the boiling point. As I was stomping back to his bedroom, I realized that I didn't need to be so stressed about him slamming the door. I turned around, got my tool box, took out my flat head screwdriver and hammer and walked calmly back to Zeke's room, where he continued to slam the door and scream.
I calmly took the pins out of the door hinge and removed the door. Zeke immediately stopped screaming, his eyes following me and the door. He finally asked, "What are you doing?"
As I carried the door down the hallway and placed it against the wall in the dining room, I informed Zeke that he could have his door back when I thought it was safe for him to have it.
No more door slamming :)
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Riley Says
Last night, Riley was chatting with me as he was giving me a backrub. The conversation took many interesting turns but the best was when he was giving me more information from puberty class. He told me that it wasn't fair because "the boys only got papers but the girls got goodie bags, with pads and stuff."
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I'm sorry to say that puberty class is over for this year so I'll have to get my interesting stories from elsewhere now.
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I'm sorry to say that puberty class is over for this year so I'll have to get my interesting stories from elsewhere now.
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I just looked at my post from the other day and noticed that I used the word "got" incorrectly. I never talk like that so I'm not sure what happened. Obviously I was a little tired. Steve's working at the bank until they close at noon today and I've got the post-it note chores for the kids. Most of them are eating breakfast and there's only been minimal tattling so far. So this morning while I'm enjoying my cup of coffee, I'll get a little posting done :)
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Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Sunday, April 1, 2012
I'm home and tired.
The sitters were amazing.
I'm tired but I think we'll need to unload trailers today.
It's also my nephews 3rd birthday and a family end-of-the-year party for cheer.
I have to admit, this morning after I got Taylor off to church since she has nursery duty, I turned on spongebob for the other kids and crawled back into bed.
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The sitters were amazing.
I'm tired but I think we'll need to unload trailers today.
It's also my nephews 3rd birthday and a family end-of-the-year party for cheer.
I have to admit, this morning after I got Taylor off to church since she has nursery duty, I turned on spongebob for the other kids and crawled back into bed.
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