After reading a blog post recently it gave me permission to write this post. Honesty is the best policy right? It may make me sound like a real whiner but at this point I suppose I will take the chance.
I am not cut out for the ‘end of the school year’ for anything. I don’t like it, it is not my thing. I am ALWAYS telling my kids, ‘FINISH STRONG!” yah, yah, blah!
I HAVE SENIORITIS!
Jordan poor Jordan, a few mornings ago when getting him ready for school he had not one pair of pants that didn’t have a hole, they are all hand me downs so they are WAY out of date, too short, the poor kid looks like a rag bag and I yelled at him as if he did something wrong. He has not complained even one time, after apologizing and sending him off to school it felt so good to go to a normal store and buy him some new clothes and BLESS his little grateful self with them when he got home. No guilt for spending that money, let me tell you that.
Tomorrow I have no salon work, it’s suppose to be a nice day so I planned on working on the outside til I died. I’m feeling a little under the gun with the whole graduation day coming upon us an all. I got an automated phone message from the school reminding parents to be at the school tomorrow for our kids history project presentation. I instantly got all hot thinking, “I had no idea about a history lesson, where have I been?” I asked about it and he said they have been working on them in class. Ok, whew…..yes, I will be there for the presentation but do you care if I come with out a shower, sweats with holes and grass stains, no make up and hair in a bun? I DON’T HAVE THE TIME RIGHT NOW!
Oh, listen to this ‘Mother of the year moment’. Jordan has had, from the beginning of the year, homework due on Wednesday. They have a whole week to complete it and always due on Wednesday. Got the sad face coming home on Wednesday after school, “I didn’t get my Pizza Hut certificate because I didn’t get my homework in today.” What? You had homework due today? It’s not like they changed the name of Wednesday this week. Jordan with all of his grace just looked at me and shook his head.
Oh, the subject of Layton…..I have senioritis, I am DONE with all of this business. Finished FANITO! Layton has not attended many school functions he just isn’t that into it. He’s a good student, just not involved. His girl friend was over looking all cute and walking out the door of the house when I asked her where she was off to. She told me the Honor Society induction. I said, “OHHHHHHH good for you! Why aren’t you going Layton?” He tells me Shayna can pick it up for him. I felt robbed of seeing a pretty fantastic moment. Breath, the big picture, big deal. She showed his certificate off on Facebook that way sister could see his accomplishment~ha!
I feel like I am constantly going, “what? When? I missed that? I didn’t know!” And then this blank look back at me like I’m going crazy. I think I am!
So many due dates, constantly reminding , nagging, pushing, and as he has done thru all his school years, gets it all done by the hair of his chinny chin chin. And I get the ‘ole, “what are you freaking out about?”
Layton one minute wants to sit and talk and when this happens it is a rare occasion so you better shut up and listen without any expression at all. If he says, (after much planning) “I don’t know what I want to do after school”……DO NOT REACT, STAY CALM, NO EXPRESSION, just listen. It’s but a fleeting moment and then it will alllllllll be normal again for a minute.
Breath Momma, BREATH!!!!! I don’t think, at this point my report card is looking too good. I am ready for school to be done. I have senioritis.