Day 3

Today is Logan's third day at school. First, let me tell you that Logan is not thrilled about going every day. He was actually good about waking up this morning. It only took a few minutes to get him out of bed, and he was in a pretty good mood. We came downstairs and I made him some breakfast. He wanted lemonade this morning instead of orange juice, but that was fine...seriously, this was huge improvement from yesterday morning. After breakfast, I told him we had to get dressed. This is when things started going down hill. He asked if he had to go to school, I said yes. He said, "But I already went two days." Oh dear! His entire body language changed..poor kid, only 13 more years, and then college! Ha! I certainly hope this gets easier for him, I think it will once he gets into the rhythm of things a little more and makes some new friends. Dear Lord, I hope so...don't know if I can handle 13 years of this! LOL Since he were ready early, I let him play on his computer for 10 minutes. I was hoping it would improve his mood. We got loaded up, and he wouldn't even smile when I tried to take his picture. His shoulders were drooped, his head hung low, I felt terrible. His mood was dark all the way to school. Every time I tried to tell him how much fun something was, he shot it down. I told him by the end of the year he would be able to read books to me, he said he didn't want to read me books. I told him he would be doing some math, he loves numbers - he said he didn't like numbers anymore. I told him he would get to play at the playground - he said he didn't like the playground. Ughhh. When he got out of the car, I tried to hand him his backpack, again, his shoulders slouched, he hung his head, my heart broke a little. He just stared at me as if pleading with me to let him come back home. He grabbed the backpack, turned around and decided to drag it behind him. So very sad. His teacher helped put it on his shoulders, but he just looked so sad walking in to that school. It has to get better, right??

Sleeping on a schedule is still a little rough. Logan still looked wiped out yesterday when I picked him up. I asked if he was tired, but he said no - then told me about his day, including that he raised his hand at lunch until the teacher came to open his chocolate milk for him. Then he let me know that he would be drinking regular milk today! Ha! He was playing great with his sister, I thought he might actually make it...but no. He fell asleep at 5:45. I woke him up at 6:15. A 30 minute nap, long enough to get a little rest, but short enough to let him fall into such a deep sleep that it would be too hard to wake up. JR had just gotten home, so he talked Logan into looking up new nintendo games on the computer, which of course really perked Logan up! They decided that after he goes to school for 50 days he can get a new game...don't know why JR promises him these things, but oh well, it's out there now. Can't undo it, the kid has already told me 100 times that he gets a new game after 50 days! UGHH. Last night was a little rough. I had hoped to get him to bed at 8:30, but fell behind with dinner. JR had a fantasy football draft last night, so he was absolutely no help. I had to cook dinner, feed the kids, pick up after dinner, rinse dishes...but I didn't have time to actually wash them. I had to get the kids in the bathtub, and into jammies. After all that, Logan didn't get into bed until 9:30. I was trying really hard no to go nuts on JR...but he has really fallen into some laziness lately, and I am not at all happy with it. I did well though. Six and a half years together and I have learned some lessons. I came downstairs and told JR quite simply, "I am going to say this one time and then I am going to drop it. It is entirely up to you, but if you want to go out of town this weekend, your going to need to do something to deserve it. You need to help me out around the house, and your going to need to be more productive and proactive with the kids." He said okay, then told me he would do the dishes...whew! No fights or argument, I told him what I needed and he agreed! WOW! It can't be that easy, right? NO...the answer is NO! I had to go check on the kids several times, because Landry was running back and forth between the play room and Logan's room. I yelled from my room a few times, and got up to go take care of...obviously JR wasn't going to do anything. When I got to her, she had crawled in bed with Logan. I started to get on to her, but Logan said he really wanted her to sleep with him. By this time it was 10:00. Ughh, I said okay, but that she had to stay quiet so brother could get some sleep. I had to go in 2 more times, and told her the second time if she made another noise, she was going to have to sleep in her own room. After that, all was quiet! Whew! JR finally came to bed, I told him to go check on them because I was nervous about Landry sleeping in the bunk bed. It has a guard rail, but still it's only a twin bed, and both of my kids sprawl out when they sleep. He came back and said they were out, and that Landry had taken over the bed. I knew I should just go to sleep, but before I could think it through, I told JR that he should have helped get them to bed. I know I said I wasn't going to bring it up, but geez! We had just talked about it 30 minutes before....it couldn't have slipped his mind! He said I was right, that he would do better. Well, that's all I can ask for. 5 minutes later he was asleep, but I was still worried about Landry or Logan falling out of the bed. Finally, at 11:30 I went to check on them, and this is how I found them.

Well, I figured it is what it is and I went to bed. This morning I went to wake up the kids, they actually woke up easily, as I stated earlier. I got them downstairs, only to find that the dishes had not been done. UGHHH!!! By the way, JR was still sleeping at this point. I got them fed, and dressed, and then JR decides to grace us with his presence. I looked at him and said, "Dishes. Strike one. Not helping with the kids this morning or last night. Strike two." Then took the kids upstairs to get teeth brushed. Logan went downstairs to play on his computer while I got dressed. I came down 10 minutes later so we could load up and JR was doing the dishes. He asked if that meant that I would take back one of the strikes, I said no. ONce you get them, their there, you can't take back a strike, his only choice now was to hope he didn't get another strike before Friday night! I don't mean to be a bitch, but JR has also learned a few things in six and a half years together...when Sara gets upset, tell her you will do better, and take over one of the chores for her. What he hasn't learned is that saying you're going to do something, and actually doing it are two different things. I am still holding out hope though. Hopefully, he will come home tonight and be more of a help with the kids, or help out a little around the house. I'm sure he will, well, at least I hope he will, because I really dont think I can follow through with not letting him go this weekend. He has been looking forward to it for a little over a month now. Maybe if he gets another strike I will just tell him that's one out...and he will still have 2 more outs (6 more strikes) to get him through the rest of the week. Seriously, I know my husband, and while I always HOPE he will do better, he's going to need the extra 6 strikes! Ha! Happy hump day everyone!