My dear friends ask me when they see me how I am doing. I told them this morning that I know why we have senses of humor. I will now share with you why I know this....
Events of this past week:
~ I thought that my boys were better and were ready to go back to school. Then I felt like I was hit by a mack truck and had to leave my first class and come home on Monday - I slept for most of the day. When my boys came home, they said, "Oh mommy, you sweeping? (sleeping) why you doing that for?" As if Mom's are not allowed to sleep.
~ My youngest started medication last week for his aggression and behavior problems. I realized that I must give this answer to him whenever he asks me why he has to take medicine, although I think he got it backwards. I gave him his medicine one morning before school and he said, "mmm Mommy, that makes you feel better!" Yep, the truth comes out, you are medicated so mommy can feel better (guilt, guilt, guilt!)
~ Wednesday they were still sick, whining and not sleeping, green slime everywhere - I am sure you get the picture... so we stayed home yet again. Two hours of bugging me to watch TV, I surrendered and we watched WonderPets. If you have not seen it, please do. They rescue animals and in this one particular episode, they helped a puppy who had to go pee pee. The wonderpets said that puppies had to go potty outside, and my oldest said, "I a puppy" and wanted to run to the playground to pee. There was a nice conversation that followed about how big boys use the potty even when they are pretending to be puppies. "What's gonna work? Teamwork!"
~ Thursday - Oh joy of joys. I got a phone call from the teacher. My kindergartner was in trouble. Throwing rocks at Coach, not listening, crashing through construction tape on a damaged bridge, and to top it all off, kicking the assistant principal in the shin. Then when asked about it, he lied to the teacher and to me.On one hand, I never thought I would have to deal with this. Children who are delayed as much as my child was supposed to have been, never get to all of the developmental milestones like rebellion, lying, etc. On the other hand, this is MY child. The one who says please and thank you. The fruit of my loins who is attacking other adults! I asked him where he got the rocks and what he did with them after he was put in time out, and the little fart reached into his pocket and handed them to me. "Here mommy, I fwo them high, like this! Coach had a bad hurt. I tell him sowwy."
So, my little "angel" who was not supposed to learn to write, and now can... had the pleasure of copying my notes that said "Coach, I am sorry. Joshua" He did one for his teacher and the assistant principal as well.
~ Friday I prayed and decided that the boys really needed some quality down time with Mommy. (What was I thinking?) So I planned on taking them to Super Target (Their FAVORITE place on the planet!!) have lunch and then go to their therapy in the afternoon. They had breakfast, I put on a dvd for them (don't judge unless you want to come babysit every day while I shower) and got into the shower. When I got out, they were in the kitchen and the fridge was open. All of my farm fresh eggs, that cost $2 a dozen because they have no garbage in them, are in the blender in the sink with water pouring out of it. All cracked and useless. My brighteyed angels look up at me and say :"Mommy, we're tookin! (cooking) I making scwambled eggs... yummy! Its dewicious. You want some mommy?" Again, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. So I thanked them for their efforts and shooed them out of the kitchen. I also made a mental note, "Make sure fridge is locked and kitchen gate is shut when getting into the shower."
I swear I am living in fort knox.
~ Saturday - There has been a lice epidemic in my sons' school. Josh came home with it once and I have treated him and he was fine. Then he got it a second time. Those of you with children know that it is a royal pain, but you do what you gotta do. So I have become obsessed with making sure there are no nits or bugs in either of their hair. I check them all of the time when I put them in their carseats as they are trapped (ha ha) and in natural light. Again, I did not realize how much of an impact I made upon them because while in the shopping cart at the grocery store, Christopher reached over to Josh's head and started playing with his hair. Josh asked him what he was doing, and Topher answered "I am finding your bugs!"
Go ahead, laugh... that is all I can do too..... it is a survival skill.
A merry heart doeth good like a medicine.
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