Exhausted
It’s been quite a week. I’m sure you’ve noticed the posts have been few and far between. I’m trying to get back on track… but darn, if it’s not hard.
Part of my dilemma is, I think, that I’ve been tweeting more - you know, on twitter (you can follow me here). The rhythm of my days is such that tweeting is easier than organizing my thoughts into coherent paragraphs… Sad, I know.
So here’s what I haven’t blogged:
Katie is reading up a storm. It’s insane. The math? Not 100%. But the reading? The girl’s on fire.
Charlie is back to his full “I don’t want to go to school” histrionics. Generally, this involves a complete 20 minutes of yelling “I don’t want to go to school” as we walk to school, followed by throwing himself on the floor and finally, the piece de resistance, clinging to my leg until someone pulls him off. Yeah, it’s that good. It didn’t help that he was bitten at school this week by a classmate. There was no real damage but it didn’t help matters. Ick.
Amy. Amy. Amy. What can I say? I thought about selling her on Tuesday. She’s just been a handful all week. I have no words.
Lots going on. And I swear to spill. I have good things to say about Katie’s school, my blog, the holidays and more.
I’m easing back into this. Gimme a sec (or two).
November 14th, 2008 at 10:23 pm
We’ve been afraid to try to sell difficult kids, but maybe you can trade? I offered to take a newborn for an 18 year old at work this week. That didn’t work out, either . . . I figure if things are this bad, they can only get better, right???
November 15th, 2008 at 4:02 am
The husband of a friend of mine back home used to threaten the kids with “I’ll sell you to the gypsies!” — something his dad used to say. But eventually they wised up and started telling him they knew it wasn’t true. But it worked for a while . . . .