Boys will NOT be boys.
My daughter and I both want a sister, still.
Not that that has anything to do with this post, but we do have some great dress up/future girlfriend photos of the boys in bows and frills.
OHHH if i could show them now.
Back to S-9 and J-7 and HOMEWORK, take two:
On a sad note to begin, we lost my Grandmothers, both, in the same week this month. Hard times we have been having.
Truly Laughter and Love are the best medicine.
As I mentioned in Series One,
my rant of surface cleaning did not put a dent in the chaos.
So the following morning was Saturday.
music gently playing...
"Saturday is a special day, it's the day we get ready for Sunday..."
Here we are, working diligently on our projects,
after my rant and pleading for forgiveness.
I am going through my STACKS of papers,
looking for some semblance of order
and trying to find anything that is critical.
I come across three WEEKS of school notes, important papers, and HOMEWORK.
What happened to us, three weeks of untouched homework. DUE THREE WEEKS CONSECUTIVELY AGO!
I came home from my week vacation
and what do I have here,
the following three weeks HOMEWORK.
WHaT happened to me.
I guess I was still on vacation.
I have lacked in order, lacked in discipline,
lacked in RESPONSIBILITY.
But, I have honored,
cherished, grieved and
loved my Grandmothers,
and losing them is not easy.
Not that excuses are necessary; for all us moms out here and there, be nice to yourself. Ask me! I am certainly not perfectly perfect, nor am I trying to be.
What would you do? Plead guilty, or insane. I think I will plead insanity.
Parent teacher conferences are coming up.
Do I act innocent? Who me? My kid?
Smiling works, pleasantries. Oh the joy!
Coming next: Homework Series, take three: my homework FLUNG up on me (for the finale, G-13, all G.)