Birthday, Spring Break and lots of catching up to do

Tomorrow is oldest son's 11th birthday. He is growing up so quick and so far, so good. He's such a cool kid. Yes, he is typical in his smart mouthed remarks and trying to get his brother in trouble but he's not your average kid. He's intelligent, funny and I think he's pretty darn good looking. I can't believe that 11 years ago tonight (at midnight) my water broke when I got up to pee during the night and we were on the road to being first time parents. We are so happy to have him in our lives.

Spring break is going well so far. We are trying to do some fun things around town but also catch up on some rest. It seems like we have been going 100 miles an hour for the past few months. Oldest son went to a lacrosse clinic this morning and I took my father in law to breakfast for his birthday. Youngest went to the library with granny. Since about 2:00, we've been at home, working and playing around the house. It's been a nice day, waiting for the thunderstorms to roll in. I love days like this one.

Mama tiger protecting her cubs

This is one of the hardest things about being a parent and I'm not sure how to handle it. My oldest son gets good grades, plays sports, is nice looking and is an overall good kid. (Yes, I'm bragging but he's really a nice boy.) The other day on the bus a kids called him a nerd for getting good grades. He was upset but we told him the kid was probably just jealous.

Today he got off the bus very upset and started to cry as soon as he closed the front door. Another boy slapped my son in the face as he was getting off the bus. I went through the roof. I was ready to strangle this kid with my bare hands. My first thought was to tell my son to beat the hell out of him on Monday but in this day and age, he'll end up getting in more trouble than it's worth. I called the school and the bus barn and reported this other kid for hitting my son (he had a red mark across his face) and they said that they'll have to wait until Monday to deal with it.

I am so frustrated because I want to protect my kids from bullies and crappy kids but it's not reality that he'll never get picked on. How am I supposed to handle this? I want my child to show the other child kindness and love but not to the point that he's sacrificing his own self worth. I was picked on all through school and I still suffer from self esteem issues. I don't want that for my kids. No mother does. I just refuse to allow my kids to have some shit head telling them they are worthless and physically assaulting them.

What would you do in this situation? Should I just continue to build him up at home and not worry about these other kids or should I pursue disciplinary action on the bus?

Home again, Home again, Jiggety Jig....

I never thought I would ever be so happy to be back in Texas. No offense to Chicago but, I don't think I could live with that little sunshine. It was cloudy and overcast the whole time I was there and snowy and windy the day before we left, closing the airport and stranding hundreds of people. It may be hot as hell here in the summer but I'll take it!

We had a good time in Chicago. It was nice spending time with DH and my brother and his girlfriend. She had a Halloween convention to go to for her party supply business and so I tagged along with her for a day. It was really interesting but kind of shocking to see how much junk there is out there. I kept walking around thinking, "there is nothing that I need in here. All of this stuff is disposable junk". I guess I'm too much of a realist. Or a grouch (whatever).

The highlight (if you can call it that) of my trip was meeting Dee Snyder, the lead singer of the hair band Twisted Sister. Remember them? He was signing autograph's and taking pictures so I had to get in line. DH is a huge, huge, hair band fan.

Anyways, it's good to be home. I missed the kids and the sun. It's off to work for me! Have a good day!

Heading out of town again...

DH and I are heading to Chicago tomorrow for a long weekend. He has to work at a trade show so I will be doing some shopping and relaxing. My brother and his girlfriend just happen to be going there for a business trip for her company so we'll have some fun hanging out with them. Pray for safe travels for us. My mom is keeping the boys so, pray for her too. The kids have alot of activities this weekend that she is not used to keeping up with.

Valentines Day thoughts

To all of you who like February 14th, Happy Valentine's Day! It is a day that we are expected to show our love for our honey, pass out treats to friends and classmates and over all act schmoopy. I'm so not into it. Every year, hubby asks, "What do you want for Valentine's Day?" in this voice that means, "Do I really need to get you something?". I'm over it. Don't get me anything. I'd rather give something to the kids and just ignore the rest. I don't need cards from my co-workers and ladies, don't expect to get one from me. I'm a dork like that. Sorry. So, for all of you that are waiting for a beautiful bunch of flowers, some earrings, or a nice dinner out, enjoy it for me. I'll be home with the boys enjoying a bowl of beef stew.

Do I sound bitter? I hope not...

Pissed

Right this second, I hate my job, hate hate hate my boss and want to go into her office and kick her ass. But, I work in a Christian environment and shouldn't even be thinking like this. UGH!!! Why do people have to be such morons?????

Thoughts

I am sitting here waiting for the oven to preheat, kids yelling for dinner, me yelling to get outside until I call them. I haven't had a chance to do much of anything lately so I feel kind of like a hamster running on a wheel. It just keeps coming around with no end in sight. I took waaay too many hours this semester (11 hrs.--I know, not that many but alot when I work full time and have kids and a traveling husband). I would love to have a weekend (or an evening for that matter) where I can just chill with family and friends and not have to think about all of the things that need to be done. I wish I could afford a housekeeper. And since the kids just came in screaming at each other, maybe I need a nanny too.