Oh, heavens.
I’ve already fought with both urchins this morning, discovered, to my horror, that by changing my settings on Facebook to “Friends of Friends” that The Mom is now able to see and comment on my posts, and now the urchins are sliding down the enormous pile of snow at the end of the driveway with the kitten.
God bless Fridays.
I’ve also made beignets and worried about the repercussions over changing my FB privacy settings Back to “Friends Only”.
I don’t know why I’m so concerned at this point about The Mom seeing me on FB, but there is still Something there about me not wanting her to see Everything, hence the reason that she’s been in my pending friend file for the past three (two?) years. Yup. I’m not about to actually ignore her, but I’m not going to friend her, either.
I really need to get into therapy. Another thing that I’ve been continually talking about but can’t seem to get around to doing.
That list is pretty long.
Ahem.
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Went to the urchins’ conferences yesterday.
At least when it comes to Chinese, they are testing off the scales and the suggestions show “Consider need for individualized instruction”. Which I find means that there should be some additional outside of classroom instruction, with the exception that they don’t have such an opportunity in the Chinese program. Lovely. Mr. Boo is still considered a terror who is a total control freak to his friends, refuses to do stuff if he doesn’t feel like it, talks to much when stuff is easy, but gets frustrated and won’t do his work when it is challenging for him. Bleh. They did, however, give him some national math website for math, so I guess he really is excelling. I wish I was more motivated to really work with the urchins and get them to excell is Everything. I am not a great teacher and really never learned how to learn and therefore, I’m not a great teacher for them. Maybe I need to get my act together and start researching ways to motivate both of us. Bleh.
Between that and the general fighting-which-includes-screaming…How do you normal parents Do this?? I try and try to keep my cool and keep my voice down, knowing intrinsically that screaming only escalates things. But when you have said something five times and it just continues down the path of chaos, it inevitably turns into them screaming and me screaming and it then becoming me being Thee Worst Mom and me wondering why I can’t keep things under control.
I’m sure that, like 99% of everything else in my life, I make it Much harder than it actually is. But honestly. There are so many people that can manage to do this like riding a bike and their children are delightful. (Yes, of course, I spend much time reminding myself how many of the urchins’ friends I would like to slap, so I’ll just assume we’re running right down the middle of the good/bad child spectrum. But still.) I just wish I could get it figured out as to what will actually Work in getting my point across to the urchins. I’m going to also hope that, even though they often act like little adults, they are still children and reasoning with them generally doesn’t work.
Yet.
Holding onto the Yet.
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Ok.
It’s almost 10:00 and my kitchen is now as much of a disaster as the rest of the house, given the breakfast beignet experiment, coupled with the, “I’m starving and need lunch/I need hot chocolate, but the kind made with milk on the stove” explosion.
So not only do I have to deal with urchins, but exponential cleaning, the acquiring of birthday presents and delivery of Mr. Boo to Plymouth during rush hour (5:45 party, thankyouverymuch, planning fairy) and the subsequent delivery of the Bits to soccer at 6:30 and the overlapping pickup of each.
Hooray, Friday.
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