The Naughty List

Yesterday morning my 6 year old asked me with big sad eyes if he was on the Naughty List. I was horrified but not at all surprised. He gets a red frowny face daily from his Kindergarten teacher on his behavior chart. When he gets off the bus in the afternoon I greet him with a smile and ask him if he had fun today. He heaves a care laden sigh and tells me no.  I intensely

dislike my 6 year old son's Teacher's disiciine methods. She rules with an iron fist. No infraction seems to small. His grades are fine, she says, he is extremely smart, she says, but he has trouble staying in his seat. He talks in between classes. He is too social. ( Hello, he just barely turned 6!) He knows everyone's name and makes a point to say hello and goodbye each day. He tries to help his classmates that are having difficultly during computer time, and he isn't supposed to do that. My gregarious, smart, helpful, kind hearted son is having all the joy sucked out of him on a daily basis  because he is not a robot and I hate it, but I really don't l feel up to homeschooling him. He is a handful, requires constant planned activities and never takes naps unless he is ill. My fibromyalgia has be napping everyday when he is in school. So, how do I help my child without sending the household into chaos, damaging my health, and preventing my sweet baby boy from learning to hate school?

Spring Break-Day One

Hubby is in bed with Pneumonia,  and the boys are all fighting. By fighting I mean the 2 younger boys are being puss buckets and my soon to be 18 year old keeps telling them to shut up. Because I had stocked up on snacks and easy meal fixings and I would not let the kids eat the tortilla chips yesterday, the 5 year old started asking me if I could make nachos at 9:30 am. FOR BREAKFAST. If I close my eyes I can hear my Mom telling me and my siblings to go outside to play and she would call us when lunch was ready. I recall peeing in the woods out back rather then risk going back into the house and interrupting Mom's peace and quiet. Only I can't just send my younger kids out to play without adult supervison. They will either get kidnapped, run over, or a neighbor will call Child Protective Services. At the rate we are going we will be eating lunch by 11:30 and dinner by 2pm. If they would then got to bed by 3pm that would work for me. Except they won't. Nope. Because my kids are part Hobbit. The want Second Breakfast, Eleven's, Lunch, Afternoon Tea, Dinner, Appetizers, Supper, Dessert, TV Snack, b

Before bed snack....

My husband slipped out on an IT job a few minutes ago dragging afore mentioned almost 18 year old with him. Knowing my hubby as I do, he will call before he comes home, asking if I need him to pick up anything at the store. Paper plates, I will tell him, and Valium.