Drama Queen’s Weekly Recap

The best thing about this past week:

• I get to go to the computer lab every Friday.
• I get to play at the playground
• I got to go to school, learn & make new friends
• I woke up feeling really good
• There are 2 kids from school last year that are in my new school

The worst thing about this week:

• Nothing at ALL

I am looking forward to:

• Having waffles for breakfast

Back To School

First day of school has come and gone and Shaye still wants to go back which really surprises me. She wasn’t able to make it to the first day of school (long story) but was really excited when I woke her up on Tuesday telling her to ‘wake up, it’s time for school!’ She loved it at first sight. The newness & excitement has worn off a little so even though she wants to go to school, she’s finally to her normal self that doesn’t want to get out of bed and definitely does not want to do homework.

There are many changes that had her really excited for this new school year. One of those reasons being a new school. After thinking about it really long and hard, Mac and I decided to enroll her in the neighboring town’s school instead of going back to our local school.

I want to state that it has nothing to do with the school district itself because I love it. I went to school there and got a really good education. We live in a town with less than 1000 people so the obviously the classes are small. They are strict with a good dress code and manners are a must. If there isn’t a yes ma’am or no ma’am coming out of your mouth, you’re in trouble.

Our problem was with the teachers and their inability to know how to handle different kids. There was also the fact that they have no other option if the child doesn’t get along with the teachers. Shaye started out first grade last year in a really good place. She was nervous and really behind which we knew from talking to the kindergarten teachers. They wanted to hold her back but they don’t like doing that in kindergarten, they would much rather do it in first grade.

By the end of the first semester, she was doing better. Her reading was improving, she was doing awesome with her spelling, and alright with her math. But something switched after winter break. She started hating going to school; she was depressed and crying almost every day after school. After that she shut down. It was impossible to get her to read more than a page or so of a book, homework started taking up to 2 hours to do even though it was really simple and she was acting out a lot more. We didn’t know where our child went. She was a shell of herself and it scared me.

After conferences with the teachers, it was decided that Shaye would be attending first grade again. I agree with it whole heartedly because she is still pretty immature for her age and the whole shutting down has put her even more behind and she would never had caught up in second grade.

Even though I love the school, I had a bad feeling that part of her shutting down was also the teachers. If she went back to the same school, she would have the exact same teachers again. Mac and I didn’t feel like chancing it so we switched her over. So far it’s going really good. She’s really excited that she gets to ride to school with Mama again (plus there is the part where she gets to choose the music on the way to school), and a lot of her friends that she knew from daycare go to this school so she’s getting to reconnect with them again. She really enjoys her teacher and loves the fact that she only has one teacher and doesn’t have to switch classes.

I’m hoping the excitement of the new school, friends and buses doesn’t go away too soon. It overjoys me to see her actually happy about school again.

Poop Happens

I had a headache. A horrible one that comes from being in this hot West Texas weather, not drinking enough water, and slightly because I went and watched a movie without my glasses. I do have to say that it was good movie, so the headache might have been worth it, but that's beside the point. I put Shaye and Gage into the bath and went to search out some relief from water and possibly some pills. After driving home for an hour with those two in the car, I needed something. A margarita would have been better but I have work tomorrow.

I didn't get any further than getting some water when I hear those horrible words come out of Shaye's mouth. "Mama!! Gage pooped in the bathtub!"

*FACEPALM*

I knew it was going to happen one of these days. Children do that from time to time but luckily in the 7 years that Shaye has been on this world, she never did it. Of course it had to be the boy. So with me being frustrated, I act like the 5 year old I wish I still was and stomp into the bathroom to see how bad it was. Not horrible but it's not like they can bathe in it, I'm going to have to clean the tub, disinfect the toys and then throw the Littles back in. I get Gage out and just let him run around naked (because I'm a dumbass, obviously) and get Shaye to put on a t-shirt while I start cleaning up the mess. A few minutes later Gage comes running in and says Mama! When I turn around to see what he wants, he has the look on his face. You know what look I'm talking about. The one that is the telltale sign of needing to go. So I'm frantically yelling for Mac or Shaye to get me a diaper... "Anyone! I don't care who.. Just get me a diaper!"

Being the fast diaper changer that I am, I got it on just in the nick of time. He gets up and runs off, whining to Mac while I continue to clean. Finally, it's to the point where they can jump in again. I go to round them up and there on the couch is the most pitiful looking little boy I've ever seen. You could tell by the look on his face (and the noises coming from his bottom) that his wittle tummy huwts.

So I send Shaye packing. Back to the bath for her WITHOUT toys because Mama just didn't feel like going through all that tonight. I sit on the couch and rub Gage's back while watching Go Diego Go and listen to the horrible sounds come out of this little boy. He sucked down some apple juice, did his business and was good to go. By the time all this happened, Shaye was already done with the bath and ready for bed so he just happened to miss out on bath time tonight. We'll try again tomorrow night and hopefully we won't have any surprise visitors then.

I finally got my relief in pill form and now I'm trying to figure out to get all this laundry done in the 30 minutes before I need to be in bed. I'm thinkin it's not going to happen..

Night All!

It's Time

Today has just been one of those days where I want to slap myself in the head. Instead of me actually being on top of things and being completely ready for church this morning, I hadn't even picked anything out to wear, let alone do some laundry for the kids to have clothes to wear (I've fallen behind in the laundry the last few weeks). So instead, we skipped church.

This would have been an excellent time for me to catch up on some cleaning and, of course, the laundry but I decided playing the Sims 3 would be a better use of my time. This is something I need to really quit doing. I have one of those addictive personalities. Not where people get addicted to me (ha!) but where I pick different things throughout the year, get addicted to it and devote almost all my time to it. There are games, my book reading, my fan fic reading, Facebook, Google, twitter... I could really go on but I won't. I'm pretty sure you get the idea. This is where this blog comes in. I KNOW what I need to do. I KNOW what helps keep this house in shape and the kids clean and fed. It's just my fight with putting down or stepping away from the computer/tv/kindle to do it.

I'm planning on starting with this blog. Maybe to help other people laugh, or to get advice from other mom's who run into the same thing, or possibly even inspire someone to quit doing exactly what I've been doing and pick up their life.

Thanks for reading, and come back soon!