Adam says that I never blog about him. I think we all know that is not true. Adam makes my heart go pitter-patter. Its an exciting day for him. He was chosen to go before the American Board of Architecture (along with 16 other kids), and make a presentation about a model house that they have been working on in challenge. He is so excited. He has to wear a tie. I am so excited, I will post a picture.
He has worked so hard on the house, he actually burned his fingers yesterday working on it, he went to bed with 6 fingers bandaged up. But thats him, thats just who he is. If something is important to him….he will not give up. He is a fighter and a winner. And darned cute, if I do say so myself.
ps. I trimmed his hair last night, and while we were doing that he said” I need to say I’m sorry mom”. “for what son ?” “well, when I burned my hand, I said oh my god”.
Funny, he doesn’t really feel the need to repent for calling his class a “hell-hole filled with snitches and bitches”, but take the Lord’s name in vain ?? (he was so sorry)I am okay with that. You have to have priorities, and if his heart is for the LORD….I’m a happy mama.
The Butcher out did himself this year !! He took me to break out bras !( that is a post for another day)He took me to old navy to get tanks and shorts…nice, but the treat was this morning. I had coffee in bed and then in walked the children, led by the Butcher, all wearing paper crowns proclaiming my goodness ! There were lovely cards and a bag full of gum(to make up for the fact that they go into my purse and steal mine all the time). But…he saved the best for last, he wrote a poem. I LOVE poems on mother’s day ! And so for your reading pleasure (drum roll, please)…..


By the time Thomas got home my face was tight and my ears had steam coming out. Seriously, the first thing he said was ” are you ok ?” I said “yes, I am trying the calm approach”. Ha ! This morning was a different story……..Isaiah didn’t want to get up, we were out later than normal at the soccer game. And started out the morning asking for candy, crying, ignoring Thomas when he told him to get shoes on and brush teeth. Eventually, there was some yelling. He does not take direction well. For those of you handing out advice in your mind right now, be advised- we have tried EVERY approach. We have been hard-nosed, not putting up with anything, we have been rewarders-giving gifts and prizes for good behavior, and we have been pscychologistic(I know thats not a word, thank you) trying to figure out what has caused his hurt and anger. And so far…zip. Nothing really seems to work.
onto the street…..YOU, as the mom, have to take some of the responsibility.
Just for fun. Enjoy !