The bad kid

We have a week every school year called teacher appreciation week. Every day you bring the teacher a different thing and a parent volunteers to take the class to lunch so the teacher can have duty free lunch. Today was my day to take the class to lunch. A 4th grade class. Peace of cake right? WRONG! A boy looked me in my eyes and told me he didn't have to listen to me, then he sat down and called me a bitch. Another child would not stop talking about strippers. Almost every boy in this class was acting out and being horrible. It was insane. There are 19 boys in this class. I don't think boys are bad, I just think they put every bad kid together and stuck them in this class. These kids were so bad. I was shocked at how they acted. I used to think Taylor was exaggerating when she told me how good the girls were and how bad the boys were. I thought she was just bragging on her self and her fellow girls. I wonder how much more she would learn in class if the teacher didn't have to deal with keeping these boys in line all day long? I know that it was my choice to put them in public school, ok well not really, hubby refused homeschooling and we cant afford private school times three. But really did I make a mistake? Will my youngest son go apeshit crazy in a few years and become one of these bad boys? Is it a full moon?

It's my birfday ya'll!

In honor of my birthday today I have prepared a very special post.
Thirty things to do since I am 30.

1. Fly in a plane
2. Leave the country
3. Eat sushi
4. Go to baseball game
5. Drive a stick shift and not stall
6. Get a facial
7. Get a massage
8. See snow
9. Go to the Caribbean and get my hair braided
10. Get in shape
11. See the Northern Lights
12. Run a mile
13. Go to a Mardi Gras Ball
14. Make it to Pirate on Horse Isle
15. Catch a really big fish
16. Have matching bedroom furniture
17. Beat expert on Guitar Hero
18. Teach my pug to roll over and play dead
19. Learn to make hospital corners
20. Learn to speak a foreign language
21. Own a donkey
22. Own my own gun
23. Try tequila shots
24. See George Strait in concert
25. Go on a cruise
26. Go camping
27. Clean a fish
28. Eat fried ice cream
29. Learn to knit
30. Learn to not care what others think and live my life to the fullest

Healthy Foods

I have been on healthy food overload lately. Really watching what I eat and trying to feed the kids well also. So this morning I am running late to the gym, and Ryan hasn't had breakfast, he is out of school today. So he has a apple juice and funyuns for breakfast and I had a glass of sweet tea. Yes I think I might be batting a thousand today already! We did eat when we got back home and I tried to get him to have a poptart but he wanted funyuns and I really wasn't in the mood to argue. Yep vote for me for mother of the year!

Fears and Concerns

I have once again reached the point with one of my children where we are ready for Kindergarten. I can't help but to think back at the hell of Taylor's first year of Kindergarten. The meetings and the test's, she might be this or that, perhaps she is add, no maybe a learning disability. In reality all it was is she needed more time, she was younger than the other kids when she started. I held her back and it was straight A's from them on, well she is carrying some B's and tried me once with a C but we got that under control real quick. So Ryan is a different child, he is really smart. But he is having a hard time with speech. So as of yesterday he was finally approved for speech. He will take it from now till May at his school twice a week and then again next year if needed. Once again I question myself as a parent, what if I did this or that? What if I tried a little harder? What if I went to college and knew more? I try to tell myself I am what I am and worrying will not change the past. Then we have the comments, the advice, from well meaning friends and family. Do this, try that, don't speak for him, blah blah blah.... It hurts to hear every ones opinion on what you are doing wrong as a parent. Especially when being one is your life, you gave up everything else to be one. I was never one to take criticism well anyway. So once again I start on a journey of educating my child. I try and tell myself look at how far you have came, my oldest is in a preparatory school and kicking butt there, my daughter is in 4th grade making good grades and is doing so well. I just have this instinct that if something is wrong with my child its my fault, its something I did wrong. Its my job to raise them and its a hard job, sometimes harder than I think I can handle.

The best birthday present ever!!!

So last weekend my best friend came and seen me. She still lives in my hometown so we don't get to see each other much. Its a little early for the birthday visit but we couldn't wait any longer. So she was so excited to give me my presents, mainly because she can't ever keep a secret. She usually calls me from the store to tell me what she just bought me. Yes! She is that bad. She is dying to tell me what they are and I am putting my hands over my ears and saying nananananananananananan I am not listening to you!! I wanted a surprise. So she gets here and hauls her stuff out her car and starts handing me the presents. She tells me there are two and one will make me cry and one is funny. It's long been established that I don't ever cry at things she thinks I should. EVER! So I open the first present. Yeah I just about did cry, I didn't, but it was close. It was the best birthday present ever. She put pictures of me and her in a shadowbox frame. There were pics I had never seen, pics I didn't remember taking. It the best present ever!! I loved it. Then she dropped the bomb. I had to share. She told me it was the sisterhood of the traveling frame, yet another thing she thought I would cry about that I didn't. So on her birthday I give it back to her. Our birthdays are 6 months apart. So I sit whining about how I don't like to share. I never have, I am a only child, I don't share! Then she is handing me my other present. The funny one. Its a pig shaped chalkboard. Really it is. A pig that his belly is a chalkboard. I get to keep the pig year round so I guess I can share the picture. All in all it is still the best birthday present ever!!