Well, my boy is officially a high school sophomore today. This morning, he was up and ready to roll bright and early. When I took his picture, he seemed a little stiff and Quayd is anything but stiff in front of a camera. I asked him after school about it when he was looking at the pix I had taken and he said, "I was nervous, Mom." He's surely not let on to that little fact, at all! After school, he called to say that he was walking home with friends and didn't need a ride. I asked over the phone, "How was it?" "AWESOME!!!" I asked, "What was the best part??" "EVERYTHING!!!" That's all I needed to hear. He came home, hungry and happy, which are two great words to perfectly describe our boy!
I have to admit that I shed a few tears as I dropped him off and drove home this morning. He's in high school. Sigh.
And on the other end of the spectrum... After ten minutes of "I don't want the penguin blanket", Zaylee spent the next twenty-three minutes listening to a four year old scream at the top of her lungs, repeating over and over and over, at least 300 times, "I WANT MY PENGUIN BLANKET!!!!" She then sat up on the bed saying, "I'm NOT going to lay down." I just kept ironing, close enough to where she was that she knew I was there. She continued to sit up. I thought, "That's okay, fall asleep sitting up...you're almost there." And, NO, she did not get the penguin blanket. Grace and ZJ were in the kitchen listening and came in, "Mom, you're the best mom EVER! HOW did you do that!?!?! She needed a spanking BIGTIME." I heard her yawning deep yawns after a while and then, finally, sleep. I rest my case... Don't argue with a four year old. Just don't argue. I'm betting tomorrow at naptime, she'll not tell me she doesn't want the penquin blanket.
This was her first "fit" that she's thrown since she's been here. She saw both Kelly and Kevin yesterday. After her Kelly visits, the only change we see is that she talks about Kelly and the visit. After the visits with him, though, she's digresses in boundaries and her behavior seems to be more whiney and demanding because that's what she was used to. It's hard for me to not just go in and hold her but when she was throwing a fit like that, I just let her get it out. I told the girls that she probably needed to let out all that steam.
I've had to laugh at some of the emails I've received about our "not so shocking" news yesterday. All I can say is "Some people's kids." If we don't laugh, we'd cry, right?
Tomorrow, the carpet will be reinstalled, followed by a restoration company coming to clean the floors and get the lovely "irrigation water" fragrance out. We have called the irrigation water "poop water" our whole marriage. It runs through the open canals and cows can easily get into the canals. I've never seen one in it, but I know that they are, hence, we no likee poop water in the basement. Thankfully, and hopefully, tomorrow night, we will be reassembled to the point of normality again! Amazing how one little moment can cause such an upset in life! A whole week of furniture stacked high and kids sleeping in the trailer. On the bright side, we have a trailer for them to sleep in!
And for the record... I ironed today. On Sunday, we were talking with Stott and Wendy about things that our kids probably wouldn't have ever seen in use in their lifetimes...rotary dialed phones, typewriters, carbon paper, TVs that went click-click-click as you turned the round dial to change the channel.... And I honestly think that a lot of newlyweds don't even own irons, let alone receive four of them as wedding gifts. Times, how they change!
Tomorrow, a special guest coming to visit in the middle of the mess for a few days (details to come), the girls start school and a lot of work to get things back together! (With the help of our company!) Life is good. Even when four year olds throw major tantrums!
Always laugh when you can. It is cheap medicine.