Just Another Day....

Well, it's been a while since my last blog, but that doesn't mean interesting things haven't happened or haven't been said. Today, I was driving the kids to school to school Aidan says, "In two-tenths of a mile, turn left...bink, bink..turn left." When we get to school, he says, "you have arrived at your destination." He never misses a beat, but Makayla informs me that maybe I should get to know the town more and quit using Navigation so much. :) So technically, I guess Aidan's humor is my fault? NAH...Then tonight it's past bedtime. I hear, "Momma!!!!??" I go into Makayla's room and she informs me that she is seeing flashing lights coming from Aidan's room...immediately, I think, "God, please let the flashing lights coming from Aidan's room always be a Nintendo DS and not Police Officers.-Thank you, Amen." :) I go into Aidan's room and tell him to hand it over. He hands me a laser light/flashlight, then the DS, then an I-POD and lastly a cell phone that he took from Leon (an old one, Aidan wanted just to take pics.) I decided at that point that my kid is a hoarder. As I was walking away, he chants, "you're a tattletale Makayla and you should really get a life and stay outta mine." Nice. Needless to say, the hoarder is in trouble, but something tells me by taking all the "fun" stuff away, I will be the one suffering. Now, I think I will look at the cell phone pics...there may be another blog following this one, I'm afraid. It all depends on what is on the cell phone. :)

Soccer Star?

Well, I'm officially a soccer mom. That's right, ME! Makayla has decided she wants to play soccer this year. She is a 6th grader and has never played before. Most of the girls on her team have played since age 4, and have played together. She's the new kid and hasn't known what to expect. I've never played, so I can't coach her on what to do, and let's face it...I've heard wayyy to much yelling at the kids from the stands to do that to my kid. I think I'll just let the coach handle the coaching. I wouldn't want to embarrass myself or my kid. :) Anyway, Mak is apparently very fit. Her coach says she is really conditioned. Leon started making Makayla run about 2 months before soccer started for this very reason. Soccer is alot of running and again with the embarrassing thing-I'm pretty sure Leon didn't want her to pass out on the field. :) The one thing her coach says she needs to work on, is being aggressive. Being aggressive? My kid? Have we met? How is this even possible that MY kid is not aggressive? Someone did ask if I was Makayla's real Mom or Step-Mom at the game the other day....hmm...maybe that's the reason she's not aggressive-she's not mine....switched at birth, maybe?? :) Anyway, she did great...and so far the team is undeafeted. I think I shall share some pictures that my Step-Dad took at her last game. Who needs to purchase the soccer pics the team sells?? Not this girl! :)

Hit Em' BACK!

So my kid came home today from playing and had tears in his eyes and was holding his face. I looked at him and asked what happened! He said, some red headed kid kicked him, punched him, got him in a headlock and pushed him and if that wasn't enough slapped him in the face. His sister came in behind him and said it was all true. Then like any mother I went outside to find out what happened. Aidan said the boy was sent home by one of the dads that was outside with them. I was furious...Leon knew it and saved the day. I'm pretty sure, Leon felt compelled to save this kid and his mom. :) I don't know that I will handle my kid getting picked on very well. While Dad was gone, talking to this kid's parents it was my opportunity to talk to my kids about fighting. I told them hitting is not ok-unless you are being wailed on, and then you take up for yourself and get yourself out of the situation...and if it requires hitting the kid back in self-defense it's ok. That's such a hard conversation to have with your kid, b/c you wonder when that will come back and bite you right in the heinie! :) But in this case, that kid sooo deserved to be hit back! Come on! Aidan did push him and Makayla said he shoved him hard to the ground an the kid then ran. Is it bad that I was proud of my kid? I mean, really??? What was he supposed to do? Aidan is not normally a hitter! Matter of fact, he's really easy going. But a person can only take so much. He gets that from his dad. Leon is very passive, until you really make him mad. I think Aidan is a lot like that. Me on the other hand, not so much. :) So my kid got into it with this red headed kid who freaked out on my kid! I have to ask is this my payback? Doomed, I tell you. Doomed. :) When I tucked him in tonight, he asked, "Mom, are all red headed people mean?" I looked at him and thought long and hard and decided to tell the truth, "Why yes, yes they are, Aidan." He said, "That's what I figured." I giggled, wondering if he got my joke. I think maybe he did! But then a few seconds later he said, "Wait Mom, I do know one red headed person that is really nice." I was smiling and feeling flattered, when he said, "There's this one kid in my class, he's red headed and he's nice." I smiled and then I kicked him. ;) HAHA..just kidding. I kissed him again, and wondered if he would figure out, I'm not so bad either, but I will tell ya, "RED HEADED KID STAY OFF MY BLOCK OR I'M COMING AFTER YOUR MOMMA!" :)

2nd week in school and a pending phonecall..

So Aidan got better from the cold and then Makayla and I got it. Super. Two weeks hadn't even past that we've been in school and we've all been sick already! NICE! Aidan really had fun telling us to drink PEE! (see post below!)

When Aidan returned to school he apparently couldn't wait to tell his teacher that the Dr. perscribed PEE for him to drink. According to Aidan, she doubted his story. His response was, "No, really..my mom ASSURED me. And ASSURE means she's sure." Ok, that's not what I said..I said, "I assure you that you don't have to drink PEE." I told him fluid means liquid..and of course he reminded me pee was a liquid. I finally said, "PEE is not a drinkable fluid." Jeez. Anyway, the teacher told Aidan she may have to follow-up with me about this story. Great. Looking soooo forward to this phonecall. I really need to find out if his teacher has boys, cause if not-folks, I'm screwed!

Fluid intake, a good thing?

So, I took my boy to the doctor last Monday. He was looking a bit miserable to me. I thought it was allergies since I had taken him off all his allergy meds last year. I am that mom that doesn't want to medicate if I don't have to. I was hoping he had outgrown some of the issues he had early on in life, so I wanted to give it a try. So when he woke up Monday morning, when he wasn't his usual cheerful self I decided to take him to see his Dr. just to rule out anything major. We get to the dr. office and he still hadn't perked up. He was sniffly, coughing, and stuffy. He was pretty puffy under the eyes. I was just waiting for them to say, "back on meds." But it wasn't the case, turns out the boy had a cold or something. She said drink fluids and rest up! We get home and some meds in and he naps. When he wakes I handed him a glass of water and he said, "The doctor said I have to drink Fluids...is that a fancy word for pee? I'm not drinking pee...weird doctor lady." Then it got me thinking....fluids is a weird word..it kinda does sound icky. But I said, "I assure you that you aren't drinking pee." I did give him yellow gatorade just to be funny. Hey, I'm all about tormenting my kid. :)

Should I sign him up for tutoring, already?

So today was our 2nd day of school and while going thru Aidan's folder I came across a paper that he did today. The point of this paper was for the kids to get to know their classmates. Some of the questions on the paper were: Who wants to ask a question? Aidan's answer...The boy with his hand up; Who is wearing glasses? Aidan's answer....The boy with glasses on; Who is standing? Aidan's answer...That one kid; Who is talking? Aidan's answer...That girl that always talks. I'm pretty sure Aidan failed this assignment. But in his defense, he's always been bad with names.... :)

The journey continues...

My 3rd grader...

Makayla today in the 6th grade...

Kindergarten-7 years ago..it's a blur, just like this picture. :(


So today, I had a revelation. I was taking my kids to school while reflecting on their past first days of school. I then thought to myself....7 years ago, I dropped Makayla off for her first day of Kindergarten and in 7 years I will be taking her to college and helping her unpack into her dorm. We are exactly at the halfway mark. I can't believe my sweet little girl is now in her last year of elementary school. She was so cute in Kindergarten, and sweet. She still let me pick out her clothes and was so excited to see me when she got home. I wonder if she will still feel that way today at pick-up...we'll see. I can't believe how much she has changed in 7 years...and what the next 7 years will hold in store for us...but I know it's a blessing to be her mom. Thank you God for Makayla....



My sweet Aidan boy is starting this year a tad bit better than he did last year. Thank God. It was nice not having to park in the wheel chair parking and seeing him take his own bag to class and not having to watch the floor so much so he didn't slip. He is in the big 3rd grade this year. Will his teacher think he is as funny as I do? Probably not, but I hope she "gets" him. :) My sweet boy...