I don’t know if I’m the only one, but Monday mornings are ROUGH around here. Sundays are usually full and fun and late. And then there’s the laundry that multiplies over the weekend. And the car that has more stuff in it than…than..um, I don’t know. It’s a lot of stuff. And the kitchen. Let’s not even talk about the kitchen. Home schooling doesn’t get started til 10ish on Mondays and usually involves an extended recess so that I can get said laundry and kitchen under some kind of control.
There’s this other “issue.” His name is Mack. He seems to be really confused about what it means when I am teaching the girls. To him SCHOOLING THE GIRLS=ENDLESS Wii AND NETFLIX. He gets upset when I let him know that this won’t be happening (except it totally did today…I just didn’t have it in me). So while today he wasn’t met with much resistance when it came to screen time, he was met with resistance when the girls where finished with their work and they wanted a say in what was on the screen. He started with whining about Molly, who happens to be feeling bad today…just some sniffles. She evidently asked him to get her something and he went off about how “Molly is doing nothing and I am doing everything and she just always needs something and I am trying to do something (watch BackYardigans).” I explained to him that I was concerned with his heart because his mouth was saying some unkind things. I reminded him how Molly is a wonderful little nurse to him and to Ruby whenever they don’t feel well. He got quiet and went back to his show.
I noticed him getting irate about something involving Ruby. He may or may not have been yelling at the top of his lungs when I intervened.
“MACK. That is ENOUGH. You are tired and out of control and you will be going to bed right now.”
“NOOOOOOOOOOO! I AM NOT TIRED AT ALL. NOT AT ALL. NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!”
I just smiled at him and lay him on his bed, hugged him and told him not to get up.
He kicked and kicked and cried and hollered about not being tired.
Within five minutes he was fast asleep. Two hours later I went in to check on him, and he woke up and said, “I don’t need a nap.”
Here’s to hoping Tuesday is a bit more productive in the schooling department and that Mack gets a better night’s sleep!