The day went okay. The weather was great, and I enjoyed a walk with my two youngest boys. Family night was good.
But the past hour and a half... from an entire banana smeared all over the floor that I just mopped earlier today, and a cup of milk splattered on top of that, to an entire shelf of books dumped out, to Clayton (the 2 yr old) giving Ross (the 11 yr old) a fat, bloody lip, to a bunch of boys who just would NOT settle down and go to bed...
Sometimes I just wonder if I'm really cut out for this mothering stuff.
On a lighter note, earlier today when Justice, Clayton and I were out walking with the dog, Justice was pointing out all of the signs that he sees and trying to read them. He did in fact read some of them. He likes to do this kind of thing. Then he tells me all kinds of letter combinations and the words that he thinks they make. As he was doing this he asked me,
"Mom, how do you spell 'sh'?"
"S-H." I tell him, glad that for once he's out of the house, out from in front of the computer screen, and actually using his brain.
"Good. I've been trying to watch The Ultimate Showdown, but I can't spell it." was his reply.
(For those of you who don't know, The Ultimate Showdown is a rather gory cartoonized music video on youtube that Ross and Mark like to watch. Apparently he wanted to know how to spell "sh" as in "Showdown" so he could google it. Sigh!)
The Plan - I could use some help with this poem I wrote. I'd love to make it a regular meter throughout each of the verses so that it can be put to music. I'm open to...
17 hours ago