Picking up my boys from school: Never as simple as it sounds
James: angry eyebrows made from a boomerang
Questions about why you throw a boomerang the way you do. It's weird how you hold it. Wants to go to the park so we can all throw boomerangs. Said that September days come in like a lamb and end like a goat. Soft and cozy and cool in the mornings like a lamb, but then it gets hot and angry like a goat that can butt you in the stomach with it's horns.
William noticed a fake owl and a raccoon or rat trap on the top of the clinic we went to for Peter's dermatologist appointment that we were too late for and had to reschedule. The receptionist could not have been more frustrating....so passive and seemed exhausted. Maybe she is worried about the homework I can see she is trying to do while she is working. Maybe she is staying up late at night with a new baby. Lots of maybes.
Felt really tired this morning after such an amazing day yesterday. So grateful I don't have cancer. Still really tired and don't feel well much of the time. Need a colonoscopy and need to lose weight. Just had a shake and cheese fries after we were not able to meet with Dr. Hadley. Yes, it was emotional eating for most of us.
Peter asks if Fry Sauce is a Utah thing, and does he have a Utah accent. The kids at school who are not from Utah asked him to say "mountain". He did and they said he sounds like he's from Utah. We talked about it. And the phrase, "Oh my heck!". I told them it is a Utah phrase. But we all like Utah.
If we had to live in another state, William would live in Oregon or Nevada. Oregon because it's beautiful and we love it. Nevada because you can have as many exotic animals as you want without an expensive permit. No fussy questions about owning a bunch of leopards.
Peter would live in Utah. But if he had to choose, he would maybe live in Texas or Florida...open a great restaurant that sells delicious food, but not too expensive. Like the Beastro at the Hogle Zoo. It is delicious food.
James didn't say yet. We started talking about Heck then.
I love my boys. I am so frustrated with Coach D right now. She is purposely holding them back in the gym when she should be letting them go home. She is stopping the process because they are talking. And she is blaming them by telling them their parents are in danger on the highway because of them....blaming kids and telling them they are putting their parents in danger. Soooo not okay. Time to make a call or two. Or chat at board meeting.
William does not like school right now. Lots of homework. Peter likes school, but Cam is kind of gross around girls he says. Cade is cool, and his friend. Will struggles with math and the way his teacher is doing homework packets after they don't do well on the quiz is frustrating. I think they should be tested on the stuff their doing the homework on. Another phone call.
James said he had a sort of bad day because his teacher gave him tons of homework. But then he told me he was tricking me. He had put Williams' backpack inside of his own. He was really very happy and had no homework. He seriously did trick me.
But I can help, because I'm a mom, and mom's can help with somethings. Mom's are a very helpful thing to have.
Time to brush my teeth and get downstairs and check on those crazy awesome boys! And make some phone calls.
Ryan and I have the dentist in a bit and the boys are going to stay home and watch Last Kids on Earth. Peter and I have read all the books, and they just made it into a Netflix cartoon. We've been waiting for this day!
And pick up is always interesting.
And I love my boys. I got a bit off track this morning. Again, so grateful and happy yesterday, and today felt so tired and unwell. Had some good time with Ryan this morning, then went to Forest Crew....and got off track...I had some questions about Greenwood, and my own value as a person (talking about Sunni with Gina was a mistake) and then I had some questions about my faith, and then I ate food that was bad for me, and then I watched The Good Place, and then I took a nap, and then I woke up.
I got back on track. I offered to help Amy Pett tomorrow with the twins. I sent a nice text to Gina McInelly who was having a pretty rough morning. I sang a song that I love, "Tell me, dear Lord", while playing the piano, sitting on our new (used)piano bench. Then I said a sincere prayer, and listened to the scriptures and "Lord, I Believe", one of my favorite talks of all time. I love Elder Holland. And I listened to another good song and then I picked up my crazy and wonderful and loving and hilarious and beloved boys.
And we had some bad traffic, and we were too late for the doctor's and we had to reschedule and I was frustrated and even honked at a car that pulled right in front of us.
But now we are home, and the boys are well, and it's not exactly goat weather...still lamb-like. Time for call and the zombie apocalypse and the last kids of earth...
Questions about why you throw a boomerang the way you do. It's weird how you hold it. Wants to go to the park so we can all throw boomerangs. Said that September days come in like a lamb and end like a goat. Soft and cozy and cool in the mornings like a lamb, but then it gets hot and angry like a goat that can butt you in the stomach with it's horns.
William noticed a fake owl and a raccoon or rat trap on the top of the clinic we went to for Peter's dermatologist appointment that we were too late for and had to reschedule. The receptionist could not have been more frustrating....so passive and seemed exhausted. Maybe she is worried about the homework I can see she is trying to do while she is working. Maybe she is staying up late at night with a new baby. Lots of maybes.
Felt really tired this morning after such an amazing day yesterday. So grateful I don't have cancer. Still really tired and don't feel well much of the time. Need a colonoscopy and need to lose weight. Just had a shake and cheese fries after we were not able to meet with Dr. Hadley. Yes, it was emotional eating for most of us.
Peter asks if Fry Sauce is a Utah thing, and does he have a Utah accent. The kids at school who are not from Utah asked him to say "mountain". He did and they said he sounds like he's from Utah. We talked about it. And the phrase, "Oh my heck!". I told them it is a Utah phrase. But we all like Utah.
If we had to live in another state, William would live in Oregon or Nevada. Oregon because it's beautiful and we love it. Nevada because you can have as many exotic animals as you want without an expensive permit. No fussy questions about owning a bunch of leopards.
Peter would live in Utah. But if he had to choose, he would maybe live in Texas or Florida...open a great restaurant that sells delicious food, but not too expensive. Like the Beastro at the Hogle Zoo. It is delicious food.
James didn't say yet. We started talking about Heck then.
I love my boys. I am so frustrated with Coach D right now. She is purposely holding them back in the gym when she should be letting them go home. She is stopping the process because they are talking. And she is blaming them by telling them their parents are in danger on the highway because of them....blaming kids and telling them they are putting their parents in danger. Soooo not okay. Time to make a call or two. Or chat at board meeting.
William does not like school right now. Lots of homework. Peter likes school, but Cam is kind of gross around girls he says. Cade is cool, and his friend. Will struggles with math and the way his teacher is doing homework packets after they don't do well on the quiz is frustrating. I think they should be tested on the stuff their doing the homework on. Another phone call.
James said he had a sort of bad day because his teacher gave him tons of homework. But then he told me he was tricking me. He had put Williams' backpack inside of his own. He was really very happy and had no homework. He seriously did trick me.
But I can help, because I'm a mom, and mom's can help with somethings. Mom's are a very helpful thing to have.
Time to brush my teeth and get downstairs and check on those crazy awesome boys! And make some phone calls.
Ryan and I have the dentist in a bit and the boys are going to stay home and watch Last Kids on Earth. Peter and I have read all the books, and they just made it into a Netflix cartoon. We've been waiting for this day!
And pick up is always interesting.
And I love my boys. I got a bit off track this morning. Again, so grateful and happy yesterday, and today felt so tired and unwell. Had some good time with Ryan this morning, then went to Forest Crew....and got off track...I had some questions about Greenwood, and my own value as a person (talking about Sunni with Gina was a mistake) and then I had some questions about my faith, and then I ate food that was bad for me, and then I watched The Good Place, and then I took a nap, and then I woke up.
I got back on track. I offered to help Amy Pett tomorrow with the twins. I sent a nice text to Gina McInelly who was having a pretty rough morning. I sang a song that I love, "Tell me, dear Lord", while playing the piano, sitting on our new (used)piano bench. Then I said a sincere prayer, and listened to the scriptures and "Lord, I Believe", one of my favorite talks of all time. I love Elder Holland. And I listened to another good song and then I picked up my crazy and wonderful and loving and hilarious and beloved boys.
And we had some bad traffic, and we were too late for the doctor's and we had to reschedule and I was frustrated and even honked at a car that pulled right in front of us.
But now we are home, and the boys are well, and it's not exactly goat weather...still lamb-like. Time for call and the zombie apocalypse and the last kids of earth...
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