There, I said it. I've done it before and I can do it again. Not without much study, cause I do need to study. I haven't in ages. While I did enjoy some of this layout, I need something better. Will I do it - that, I am completely unsure of. I tend to put things on my plate that I never intended on finishing, they just looked good written down. And in this, my friends, I do feel alone. So many things left undone - in figurative & literal sense.
Ahhh, today is "N" day for Fluffy Fart's remaining days of school, alphabet thingy. I have some very wonderful people in my life that, for a couple of them, they only know me online & they only know her through me. Yet, still, they take the time to write my daughter a lovely note - just to say "hi". I know as the day goes on & she receives these notes, she is just going to gush with happiness. Sad thing is, I don't get to enjoy it right when she gets home from school because she has Basketball camp...hrmph!
We had a severe storm roll over our community (well, all around the state really) last night & it was kind of creepy - the clouds. Maybe I should have taken some video of the clouds like the Big Boy said. Then later, I begin to read online that Joplin, MO was hit very hard by a massive tornado & my heart just crushes. I stumble across a flikr stream of photos, by a photographer, who just happened to live right in the middle of the storm. There is so much devastation there and, it's one of those things - makes me want to jump out of my own life & into helping them with theirs. I know there are people that do that kind of thing every day, but I know my hub wouldn't approve. Maybe that's selfish of him, but he would say that I'm needed here. On that same token, what would I do there? I'd be standing around, in awe, not knowing what to do. This is certainly one of those things that people say "called them to action". I am not quite getting the call. The text comes through, but the message is empty.
I have always been on a trial & error thing when it comes to punishing the Dew. He's never been diagnosed with any ADHD or ADD, nor do I believe he is afflicted by either of them. Sometimes, however, his lack of focus is very apparent & I attribute that to being an active boy. Some days his behavior is very immature. Okay, somedays is a bit of a stretch - nearly every day is more appropriate. He only exhibits this behavior at home, or around people he's close to. Having been a parent (quasi- for nearly 25 years) for nearly 17 years, I know that a lot of whatever behavior he exhibits is due to the parenting skills I, and his dad, possess. One of the hardest things for me to do in any aspect of my life is to be consistent - with anything! So, I think he has a bit of that in him. Looking from that perspective has made me have to strategize behavior issues in different ways, often. (when I'm not being lazy, that is) I am trying something new & hopefully, we can curb a lot of the whining, squealing & crying.
The Big Boy is still an avid under achiever. At 16, I don't how to go about making him want to try harder, because the feedback I get from him is "You're just trying to control my life...". Well, DUH! Because I want you to understand what it takes to live in the real world. If you do go into the military out of high school, you will be in for the shock of your life at boot camp. Life here is cake compared to life in the military. *sigh*
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