Give me ten minutes of QUIET!
DQ and flapjack usually ride to school with their dad. I leave for work at 7 am...way too early for the kids on most days. The last few days DQ has wanted to go early and hang out in my room before school. I have noticed I have been just a little grouchy this week. This morning I figured out why. Here's what my ride to school sounded like...I didn't have time to even squeeze a comment in...
"Hey Mom, turn on the radio. Is it raining? It kind of looks like its raining. Why is it so cold? It wasn't cold yesterday. What language is that? French...hmm..no, he said senorita, it's Spanish. Can I wear my jacket to my game tomorrow. What if it's cold. What if I get embarrassed, will you take me out? Wow, did you see that car?? Someone smashed it good. Why didn't I have homework last night? Do you think I did and I forgot? Are you on a diet? Not that you need to be on a diet I'm just asking. Can we build a new bird house? I think those birds made the other one look messy. Can I come to your room after school or do you have a meeting? Is it gonna snow today? Hey, are they speeding or are you just driving like a grandma again?"
After the bell rings I find these comments added to my desk calendar...in red sharpie marker so that the writing goes through March, April and May calendar pages.
I took some erasers from your desk. and some pencils too.
Don't forget my birthday. I marked it on your calendar.
Go see the tree frogs after school.
And my personal favorite...Search for glass lizards...What????
Clearly DQ's little brain moves at the speed of lightening. She must be exhausted by the end of the day. Also, clearly, medication was the right decision...she wouldn't last ten minutes in a classroom without it.
Lest anyone think I don't really have a son since I never write about him, I do. Flapjack has his very first baseball game tomorrow. He can't wait! Neither can I!!
"Hey Mom, turn on the radio. Is it raining? It kind of looks like its raining. Why is it so cold? It wasn't cold yesterday. What language is that? French...hmm..no, he said senorita, it's Spanish. Can I wear my jacket to my game tomorrow. What if it's cold. What if I get embarrassed, will you take me out? Wow, did you see that car?? Someone smashed it good. Why didn't I have homework last night? Do you think I did and I forgot? Are you on a diet? Not that you need to be on a diet I'm just asking. Can we build a new bird house? I think those birds made the other one look messy. Can I come to your room after school or do you have a meeting? Is it gonna snow today? Hey, are they speeding or are you just driving like a grandma again?"
After the bell rings I find these comments added to my desk calendar...in red sharpie marker so that the writing goes through March, April and May calendar pages.
I took some erasers from your desk. and some pencils too.
Don't forget my birthday. I marked it on your calendar.
Go see the tree frogs after school.
And my personal favorite...Search for glass lizards...What????
Clearly DQ's little brain moves at the speed of lightening. She must be exhausted by the end of the day. Also, clearly, medication was the right decision...she wouldn't last ten minutes in a classroom without it.
Lest anyone think I don't really have a son since I never write about him, I do. Flapjack has his very first baseball game tomorrow. He can't wait! Neither can I!!
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I'm a wife, a mom, an educator and a normal (okay, relative term here) person who makes frequent mistakes. I have a lot to say, hence the blog. My kids were adopted as babies (one through an agency and one through the foster care system). I love to talk about adoption. My daughter has sensory issues as well as ADHD. I like to vent about parenting. I am occasionally rosy, usually blunt and sometimes I am simply downright rude. Don't read if it offends you. I may sometimes write about my school experiences so let me cover my bases. I don't live in your town, I don't work at your school, I am not talking about your child, you don't know me. If you think you've figured out who I am...ask me, I will lie and say you don't know me. email me at chocolatecoffeesleep@hotmail.com
Gender: Female
Location: United States
About Me
I'm a wife, a mom, an educator and a normal (okay, relative term here) person who makes frequent mistakes. I have a lot to say, hence the blog. My kids were adopted as babies (one through an agency and one through the foster care system). I love to talk about adoption. My daughter has sensory issues as well as ADHD. I like to vent about parenting. I am occasionally rosy, usually blunt and sometimes I am simply downright rude. Don't read if it offends you. I may sometimes write about my school experiences so let me cover my bases. I don't live in your town, I don't work at your school, I am not talking about your child, you don't know me. If you think you've figured out who I am...ask me, I will lie and say you don't know me. email me at chocolatecoffeesleep@hotmail.com
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