But I have a few minutes, and way too many pictures to stay completely quiet much longer so here I am. The big boys are on their way to AWANA with Gramma, JT is at his first day back as a side-job banquet server at the Crowne Plaza, having swept out of here looking and smelling very good. I didn't want him to leave, this is our time. But I am proud of him for always stepping out.
Greystoke is whimpering in my lap watching Veggie Tales and spitting out sticky honey nut cheerios onto the floor.
Since my last post, we celebrated Papa's birthday.
The bane of my vacuuming existence.
But it is so much fun to watch him enjoy. And he can spend HOURS building and playing with them.
Once again, God has done the amazing. He has placed Aquaman with the perfect teacher for him. He is totally thriving this year. And to top it off, his best girl friend from last year's class got unexpectedly moved into his class last week. And while I was at Open House, he was greeted at the door with a huge hug from another little girl. Ladies man.
He seems to have no self control left by the end of the school day. He finds a reason, at least once a week to make a huge scene when we are picking up Aquaman. I mean, like 2 year old style, but in a 4.5 year old big flailing and LOUD body.
Some things are easier. He is a little easier to reason with. He is remembering some routines a little better. The charts help a lot...visual reminders. But wow, there are some days when I really start wondering who I am going to be unleashing on society.
There is so much pressure in parenting. But then I have to take a deep breath, ask God for guidance, and just follow Him each moment. He's got the rest.
And I have a vague recollection of feeling this exact same way about Aquaman when he was this age...Aquaman who, though he certainly has his moments of attitude, is so much easier to reason with now that he has just a few more ounces of maturity to handle his larger than life personality.
The boys were amazing in the car. Greystoke hardly slept a wink, but didn't cry at all on the way there.
Aquaman and The Dude's favorite part was learning how to hook up electrical circuits.
I get....crabby. It's annoying. I'm happy, happy, I've even got the joy joy joy and then suddenly...MAD. I hate it, and it requires a lot of prayer to get through it, and then it is gone. But it made some of the days last week hard.
|I think he was racing toward his own goal in this picture....|
|After a few well timed stiff arms, one of the other mother's suggested I should have picked football for The Dude...|
Today it rained most of the day, and so I did one thing each boy liked with them for 20 minutes. I played Candyland with The Dude, Legos with Aquaman, and tried to take Greystoke for a walk. But it was raining and he was crabby after his nap.
We'll go try again.
And then pick up these Cheerios before the ants find them.