Friday, March 26, 2010

So glad it's Friday!

Ok. So, I was going to write on this daily to let out my "angst" and ramble to my heart's content. That hasn't happened. Last week was Spring Break (yay me!) and this week it was back to school with all the heartfelt joy that entails. Plus my oldest had an endangered species report due, complete with diorama, t-shirt and/or poster due today. When did she find out about it? A month ago. When did we check out books from the library? That same week. When did we buy the t-shirt, fabric crayons and diorama base? On Spring Break. When did she start on it? This week. When did she finish it and had to turn it in? This morning. (sigh) At least it was done, but who knows how the oral report will turn out. She is stuck on that wolves are useful to humans because we eat their meat, and no matter how many times I've told her that we don't, she can't seem to get it out of her head. Then she said that the farmers and settlers in the old west started hunting wolves to feed to their farm animals!!! AAARRGGHH!! Anyway, we got her to school with everything intact (she'd used scrap booking paper to do the background, trees, mountains and wolves - used popsicle sticks glued to the back to stick into the foam base - which was also covered in scrap booking paper - the wolves were a simple origami pattern that she could do herself and it seemed the other kids were duly impressed when they saw it). The only problem was this was a special morning at the school for moms to come up and do things with the kids, so the parking lot was over-flowing but I lucked into a parking place on the second row. The kids were cheering and saying it was a miracle! ;-) Then I got them all inside and told the middle one (I think I'll refer to them as O for oldest, M for Middle and Y for youngest) that I'd meet her around in the hallway by her rooms after I helped O get her stuff to her room. Of course, Y flat refused to be pried loose from me, so she trailed after us dragging O's poster. I finally got O to her hallway but she didn't want to go into her room (she's painfully shy) until one of the kids she likes showed up in the hallway and was stunned by the wonder of her diorama (as opposed to his shoebox covered in notebook paper) so it made her feel good and she agreed to go on in. I still had to walk behind her and push her on into the room. Then I left, still with Y clinging to my hip, and went to find M before class started. I found her, but she was VERY upset that I'd not appeared sooner, then she started bawling in the hallway and said I never do anything with her (cue HUGE guilt trip for already overtired and stressed Mom) so I promised that if nothing else the two of us would drive around in the car together this weekend so she could have me all to herself. Of course, I know that she'll start angling for me to take her somewhere and buy her something so I'll have to watch that. She's quite adept at sulking and doing the over-dramatized "you just don't love me like you love the others" scene. (deeper sigh) I finally got her off to class, still whimpering and sniffling, saw one of her friends that I know well and asked her to be extra-nice to M today, and made it down the hallway without bursting into tears myself - still with Y attached to me. I made it to Y's room just in time to get her on the attendance, and explained to the teacher that she wasn't late, but had been with me to O and M's rooms first. Of course, by this point Y was wailing like a banshee and I was close to tears myself so the teacher kindly pried her loose and I made it to the hallway, where another mom patted my shoulder and said "oh, don't cry" which of course made me start crying. I finally got out of there and made it back to the house where my DH was getting ready to leave and told him I was ready to go play in traffic now. He laughed and asked if we wanted to try and take them to the movies this afternoon as he may be able to break free early today. Yay! Maybe I can nap.

1 comment:

  1. So did you get a nap?

    M sounds like a typical middle. I should know. I'm married to one.

    I'm sorry it was a rough day. Some days our children, no matter how much love we give them, are like little black holds--taking every bit of energy and love and attention we have to give. Your three just all hit on the same day.

    *Hugs to you!*

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