Puking, Homework Blues, and Another Week
Sunday night until Monday morning, Eagle Eye Chaj was my little puking man. Poor child. He was up most of the night, just miserable. The very wonderful husband stayed home with him on Monday and thankfully both were ready to be back at, Tuesday.
Unfortunately, the absence led to an increase in the homework load. Eagle Eye Chaj is in GT or REACH this year (self contained gifted/talented class) and it is proving to be challenging. Perhaps it is due to the absence or just a change in routine, but the frustration of trying to figure out WHAT had to be done and by WHEN was enough to make the parents lose their flippin' minds. Have you spoken with an 8 year old lately? Were you able to extract the exact details needed to accomplish a task? Good for you, because the ole Eagle Eye was sparse on the details. Yes. I do realize that is developmentally where they are at, but we were tired and just wanted to spend time with the boys. Not have to become a reincarnation of Attila the Homework Hun or Detective SherHomework. I am quite certain his teacher thinks I am a hysterical, as in crazy not funny, over-reactive parent. I am hopeful I can alter this captivating image. The most amazing part of the homework hell is, Eagle Eye Chaj, after a few tears were shed, managed to smile, laugh, get good grades on the weekly tests and be his sweet caring self. I love the resiliency of children.
The Con Man is a little big man. Adorable and charming. And so knowledgeable about all things Kindergarten. Just a ball of fuzzy funny. He had a terrific week. As did the LibraryMomma and the wonderful husband, I think.
Not much to add , but I have to say last evening, Con Man and I had quite a list of "Thankful for's" to share with each other and God. Oh, Blessed Weekend and my Boy Time is here.
