"You spend the first couple years of your child's life teaching them to walk and talk. You then spend the rest of their lives teaching them to sit down and shut up." -Millie Turley. The all knowing wisdom of my mother. She has raised eight of us girls; she would know.
I have spent absolutely all day trying to complete homework that should have taken me three hours max! I woke up at 6:00 a.m., and woke my 1st grader up at 6:30 to sign his valentines cards for his school party. I didn't get a chance to earlier this week because I have spent all my free time studying for the anatomy lab test I took last night. After taking the test I had to visit Wal-Mart to pick up a valentines mail box for my son's school party (I tried helping him make one-don't ask), and a $1.00 heart chocolate box with red roses, identical to the one he had chosen for his teacher a couple weeks ago (he has no idea his little brother tore it apart and ate the chocolate). I also went to pick up some Valentine's gifts for my boyfriend. My ex hated valentines day, so I am not used to buying valentines for a man. So, I feel kinda odd getting flowers and "girly stuff" for him. I picked up some candy he likes, some southern comfort and cranberry juice for his favorite drink, and I got the courage to pick up some pink, lacy, valentines bra and panties to add to his gift bag. What else would a man really want? I am usually a pretty shy person, and Wal-Marts underwear isle is right out in the open. Just when I was picking up my underwear, a girl walks right up to me; at this point I very slightly recognized her, but I just couldn't place her. Then she asked me how I thought I did on the lab. I am amazed I kept my shade of red toned down as much as I did. I have class with this girl twice a week in A&P2.
Back to today, I have been trying to get caught up on the homework I have put off all week to study for that test. After juggling chores, a 3 year old, and a 10 month old all morning while trying to study, I finally reach nap time. It's such a peaceful part of the day, and I can usually get quite a bit done. Today however, my 6 year old came in just in time to stir things up right before nap time. He had a great day at school, but then he had to start picking fights with his little brother about his goodies from school. Everything is kind of a big blur from that point until Billy came home around 5:20. I think I managed about 20 minutes of homework, and lots of laundry, dishes, and kis messes throughout the day. Billy has now taken the older 2 boys out of the house, and i'm finishing my homework with my 10 month old in my lap, asking "whas this, whas that?" Yes, he's learning to talk. I am very proud, now in about another year I will be teaching him to sit down and be quiet. He is giving me a smile I have been needing all day; even though I could type faster with 2 hands.
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Mine's starting to talk--a little late, but that's to be expected, since he was a little early. He's actually starting out with full sentences, too! (And we need to start watching our language--he's starting to pick *that* up, and it's harder to stop than one would think)
ReplyDeleteThankfully, he's a very self-possessed little boy, and prefers to entertain himself. Which, in turn, means I can usually get stuff done.