Ken insisted on going to school conferences with me today (10:00: Corey, 10:20: Riley, 10:40: Shannon,) and I wasn't really too excited about that prospect. He wants to be 'involved' with their schooling, as long as it doesn't involve helping with homework, reading to the boys, or transporting them anywhere - basically he just wants to be at their conferences and hear how good the boys are doing. So I found a babysitter, which wasn't easy.
Then this morning when I tell Ken to get up and get ready to go, (after I'd woken up at 6:30 AM, showered, bathed all the boys, fed all the boys, drug Riley and Shannon to their dental appointments, ran to the gas station and straightened up the house a bit,) Ken asks whether he really has to go with me, or could he just stay home and sleep? Wanna guess how angry I was?
The boys are all doing pretty good, so the conferences went well on that end. However there was one thing I asked Ken not to say at the conferences, and of course he went and said it. "So, is Shannon doing better than his classmates?" Embarrassing. And that was my morning.
Other things brought to my attention today:
One teacher said she thought our family was the Brady Bunch judging from the glowing reports Shannon was giving her at school. I guess that's better than Shannon telling the teacher I'm a frustrated psycho-mom who yells all the time.
Riley informed me (in a non-malicious way, I promise,) that if I would just leave, the boys could rule the world! At least until Daddy got home.
The new fluoride procedure our dentist uses is just gross, according to Riley and Shannon. It even made hot dogs taste bad (as if they weren't bad enough on their own.) We don't recommend it.
Three boys, with two beauticians, can get their haircut in under 30 minutes if you dangle the right carrot in front of them. A trip to the toy store. Corey didn't even flinch when the clippers started up.
When I gave the boys a choice of where to spend their $5 savings, Toys R Us or Walmart, they started chanting in unison, "Walmart! Walmart! Walmart!" Weird.
$1.97 X 10 = $19.70. Why I thought Riley could buy ten bags of marbles and it would only come to $10, I just don't know. Maybe I should be working on those flash cards, too. Maybe I should also look at the receipt before I leave the store.
I asked the boys to give me some Christmas ideas as we browsed the toy department, and it looks like shopping wont be as hopeless as it had once appeared. Of course, Riley insists that if he could just get a camcorder (and ONLY a camcorder,) he would be the happiest boy on earth. Riiiight.
A 30 minute period of calm in the house does not necessarily mean it's a good idea to host a sleep-over. The boys refuse to get along, and I'm certain that at any minute their friend is going to give up and go home.
When you're hosting a sleep-over, you just can't go to bed until all the children have. And it's going to be a long night.
1 comment:
First...conferences...sounds just like a MAN thing. (AND Riley thinks men could rule the world) HA! :0)
That means your boys know they can get more for their buck at Wal-mart b/c they have the same crap, err I mean toys for half the price.
For Riley = if it is in your budget or grandmas - fisher price DOES make a digital camera KID TOUGH supposedly can be dropped, kicked, banged on walls, etc and still work - problem? IT runs about $60 or more. I don't know if they have a camcorder version or not.
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