Oh there is so much to talk about... but first I would like to say that I am happy to report that the rest of the weeks mornings went so well that we even got to play a little monkey in the middle before we had to leave for school. Which might I tell you the kids love having me as the monkey "sigh" probably because I suck and can never get the ball away from them.
The boys had a baseball game last night which they lost unfortunately 18-10. It is never fun being on the losing end of a baseball game but I have a feeling that this team better get used to it! Poor Owen struck out every at bat. He kept jumping back every time Ryan would pitch to him... I think it has something to do with the fact that in practice last Sunday Ryan hit Owen with a pitch. Poor kid had a nice baseball shaped welt right on his rib cage. That's not half as bad as what he did to Tony though, bad pitch hit that kid in the face giving him a bloody nose. That was the end of baseball practice that day! On the bright side though Owen did make a very nice throw to first base. He is throwing real well right now. Being the youngest on the team he is holding his own so far. If there were MVP's of the game Cooper would have gotten it for sure. That kid hit a home run with two kids on base, caught a pop fly ball in the outfield, and made some stellar plays at third base. He is turning into quite the little ball player. They have a game tomorrow and Grandma and Grandpa are going to come. I hope the three boys can get a W for them :)
Today Owen had his little kindergarten concert at the school. Owen sang a little and even danced a little but he did not get into it like the other kids did. Although I can not complain because at least he participated unlike the time he was in the Little Angels Choir at church. For their big performance in front of the whole congregation that little stinker crossed his arms and gave the worst scowl ever, through the whole thing. I personally found it funny! There was one part of the concert where the students who wanted to could come down off the risers and say what they were going to do for mother on mothers day. Owen was one of about 5 kids total who chose not to say anything. You never know what your going to get with Owen, shy or just plain wild and goofy. Today he was shy and that's ok I loved the show anyways. I got the whole thing on video and can not wait to play it for him... as soon as we get a moment.
Friday, May 6, 2011
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
typical morning yelling
Can I ask why no one tells you the truth about how hard it is to be a parent? I mean seriously tells you about the hard times... the times when your kids transform you into a raving lunatic, a creature scarier then Freddy Kreuger in Nightmare on Elm St... "sigh" OK fine... I am exaggerating, no one is as scary as Freddy. Although I would love to sit here and tell you that I am the spitting image of June Cleaver and Martha Stuart all rolled into one, I would be lying. (lying just like so many "friends" Ryan and I have who love to parade around boasting about how perfect their children are... even though we along with everyone else know the truth)
I find there is one point in the day when my scary beast comes out most frequently... mornings before school. I can not tell you how mad it makes me when the beast comes out before I send the kids off to school in the morning. I inevitably end up yelling at the boys which only makes them and myself feel like crap. No one wants to start their day off on a bad note and when the beast comes out that's what happens. I am not sure why these awful mornings happen in our house. I pretty much do mostly everything for the boys except for a few little things that they have to take care of...
Get out of bed (they have no problem getting out of bed at the butt crack of dawn on the weekends soooo... whats the problem? hhhmmm)
Eat breakfast (ok I will admit there have been a couple times when I have not cooked anything and asked them to get themselves a pop tart or cereal... ok pouring cereal is not rocket science my 3 yr old can do it!)
Get dressed (listen if it was socially acceptable to just walk around in your underwear then I would say, have at it. Sorry I did not make up the rules on this one)
brush teeth (well judging by the dental bills... they only pretend to do this step anyways so it should not be that hard)
pack backpack (I pack the lunch they put it in the backpack. ~tricky?!?)
Before I go any farther let me tell you that this past week Owen came home with his Kindergarten progress report... he is excelling academically, above where he should be or right where he should be in every area. Cooper came home with not only an all A report card but his results from his Meap testing, he scored advanced in both areas. These are NOT stupid kids! So why do they have so much trouble with the most basic of tasks some mornings? I will not pretend that I understand what the issue is, what I will tell you is that it annoys me! Every morning I tell myself I am not going to yell at the boys about getting ready I am going to be kind and encouraging... some mornings just fall into place and all is good. For those mornings where my kids just do nothing but drag their feet... let the yelling and sarcasm begin. Hurry up!, OMG you are killing me here, move it, OMG you are slower then molasses in January, would you get the led out, toooday junior, you boys take longer then any girls I know, that's it I am leaving without you! It is not a pretty picture! In the end they end up feeling bad and I end up feeling bad for making them feel bad. To top it off on these days we are usually running so late that the kids have to sneak past the tardy Nazi's to get to class... an act my kids are now proficient in. I was extremely happy to see that Coop. only had one tarty on his report card. That is quite impressive for the amount of days this past marking period snuck in late.
Today was one of those days and although the beast inside of me temporarily took over my mouth and let a snide, not so nice comment come out of my mouth, I did not yell. Not once did I raise my voice. The problem I found though was without yelling at my little Owen just would not get his ass in gear and I was annoyed. Although I did not yell, he could sense my frustration and therefore he got flustered making getting ready that much harder for him and frustrating for me. In the end Owen got to school so late that the tardy Nazi's had already moved on to something else and I had to sign him in over 15min after the bell had rung. Poor kid did not like being that late either, I watched him from down the hall way standing at the entrance of his class room just peering in. For over a min. he just stood there I think he was afraid to walk in and I felt bad for him. More so then if I had yelled at him to get his butt moving.
Being a parent is hard and it is filled with ups and downs daily. All I or any other parent including the ones who think they are perfect can hope and pray for is that we do not screw our kids up! I do find comfort in knowing though that my parents were not perfect and they made tons of mistakes but I turned out ok.
I find there is one point in the day when my scary beast comes out most frequently... mornings before school. I can not tell you how mad it makes me when the beast comes out before I send the kids off to school in the morning. I inevitably end up yelling at the boys which only makes them and myself feel like crap. No one wants to start their day off on a bad note and when the beast comes out that's what happens. I am not sure why these awful mornings happen in our house. I pretty much do mostly everything for the boys except for a few little things that they have to take care of...
Get out of bed (they have no problem getting out of bed at the butt crack of dawn on the weekends soooo... whats the problem? hhhmmm)
Eat breakfast (ok I will admit there have been a couple times when I have not cooked anything and asked them to get themselves a pop tart or cereal... ok pouring cereal is not rocket science my 3 yr old can do it!)
Get dressed (listen if it was socially acceptable to just walk around in your underwear then I would say, have at it. Sorry I did not make up the rules on this one)
brush teeth (well judging by the dental bills... they only pretend to do this step anyways so it should not be that hard)
pack backpack (I pack the lunch they put it in the backpack. ~tricky?!?)
Before I go any farther let me tell you that this past week Owen came home with his Kindergarten progress report... he is excelling academically, above where he should be or right where he should be in every area. Cooper came home with not only an all A report card but his results from his Meap testing, he scored advanced in both areas. These are NOT stupid kids! So why do they have so much trouble with the most basic of tasks some mornings? I will not pretend that I understand what the issue is, what I will tell you is that it annoys me! Every morning I tell myself I am not going to yell at the boys about getting ready I am going to be kind and encouraging... some mornings just fall into place and all is good. For those mornings where my kids just do nothing but drag their feet... let the yelling and sarcasm begin. Hurry up!, OMG you are killing me here, move it, OMG you are slower then molasses in January, would you get the led out, toooday junior, you boys take longer then any girls I know, that's it I am leaving without you! It is not a pretty picture! In the end they end up feeling bad and I end up feeling bad for making them feel bad. To top it off on these days we are usually running so late that the kids have to sneak past the tardy Nazi's to get to class... an act my kids are now proficient in. I was extremely happy to see that Coop. only had one tarty on his report card. That is quite impressive for the amount of days this past marking period snuck in late.
Today was one of those days and although the beast inside of me temporarily took over my mouth and let a snide, not so nice comment come out of my mouth, I did not yell. Not once did I raise my voice. The problem I found though was without yelling at my little Owen just would not get his ass in gear and I was annoyed. Although I did not yell, he could sense my frustration and therefore he got flustered making getting ready that much harder for him and frustrating for me. In the end Owen got to school so late that the tardy Nazi's had already moved on to something else and I had to sign him in over 15min after the bell had rung. Poor kid did not like being that late either, I watched him from down the hall way standing at the entrance of his class room just peering in. For over a min. he just stood there I think he was afraid to walk in and I felt bad for him. More so then if I had yelled at him to get his butt moving.
Being a parent is hard and it is filled with ups and downs daily. All I or any other parent including the ones who think they are perfect can hope and pray for is that we do not screw our kids up! I do find comfort in knowing though that my parents were not perfect and they made tons of mistakes but I turned out ok.
Monday, May 2, 2011
Baseball and the boys
One thing that I can count on in my house starting every April is baseball. This year is no exception. Both Cooper and Owen this year are on the same baseball team and Ryan is the coach. This year they are the Blue Jays. Today was the Blue Jays first game...we got smoked. 15 to 4 it was rough! Coach definitely is taking the loss harder then the kids are. Dispite the ass kicking I was so proud of my boys. Owen at just 6 is the youngest player on the team yet he is hanging in just fine with the big kids. He got a hit in the game and actually ran hard which was a major improvement from last years t-ball days. At the end of the game Owen seemed confident and happy with his performance... losing a game and still be able to walk away happy and proud is a great thing at this age. Cooper let the nerves get to him his first up at bat. He struck out :( However he quickly redeemed himself with his next up to bat when he crushed the ball. He also made a very nice play while at 3rd base ... boy that kid can throw! As for coach Ryan I am giving him mad props on a job well done pitching to the kids. I am happy to report that he did not hit one child while trying to pitch to them which was a concern after the last practice they had where he hit three kids. Leaving one with a welt and one being carried home with a bloody nose. Yikes! (oh and the one with the welt... yeah that was Owen) With the first game jitters out of the way and a few changes to the batting line up these boys should be all set for Thursdays game.
On a side note Jackson behaved very nicely at the game... but still nothing has changed from last yr. He still walks around the stands asking people for a snack "sigh" ... and I walked behind him saying Jackson stop that and trying to reassure parents that I really do feed my child. I guess some things will never change!
On a side note Jackson behaved very nicely at the game... but still nothing has changed from last yr. He still walks around the stands asking people for a snack "sigh" ... and I walked behind him saying Jackson stop that and trying to reassure parents that I really do feed my child. I guess some things will never change!
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