Tonight I had flashbacks to my childhood. Korinn, at 9:00 tonight mind you, reminded me that I promised her I would put curls in her hair. So while watching/fast forwarding through American Idol, I put her hair in rollers. I had her sit on a basket to make her just the right height. The only thing missing was the smack on the head with the back side of the brush when we moved our head. I will take a picture and post it so you can see my little curly-locks.
Right now it is almost 11:oo pm and I am arguing with Corbin to get his homework done. Over the weekend I received a disturbing progress report. It seems my A-student forgot to do quite a bit of work over the term. Needless to say the "mom" came out in me and once I was done demanding answers that he of course could not provide (being the weekend and all) I took away his cell phone and threatened to take away his car. I really hate to do that as it will be more a punishment to me, I would have to drive him everywhere. He is a good kid, and I realize that I am very lucky, he should have all his grades up by the end of term Friday.
Trent and I went back to therapy this week. He has down a quick downward spiral over the last month or so and I figured I need help with him. She had some ideas for both him and Korinn. I have yet to implement the ideas, mainly because it requires extra one-on-one time with mom and I have yet to find the time. We have spent the last few days getting caught up on late homework and much needed reading. I did go talk to his teacher, showed her the two paragraphs that took Trent and hour to write. He has a great imagination but the OCD in him really limits his ability to write. He spent half that time erasing and rewriting because something wasn't spelled write or a word was missing or it wasn't what was in his head. By the time we were through I wanted to scream. Then I find out it is for his "writing" class and the teacher for that class said absolutely no late work and it was due today. I thought he had until the end of the week. So the headache was for nothing. I wonder if they have a keyboard class for kids his age. Maybe typing would be easier for him.
As for me I found out recently that I can fly to Ireland for $50. each way. Some special offered by an airline out of Ireland. I just have to go by the end of May. Ireland is the one place I have always wanted to visit. I just have to figure out how to make it work. If anyone has any suggestions on places to visit, stay, ect. Would love the suggestions.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
Ok, so I really do not like the time change. Here it is 1:00 in the a.m. and I can't sleep. I have watched all of the shows that I recorded over the last few days while I was working and I have finished all of the books from the library. I hate it when I can't sleep. I am also fighting a cold and could really use the sleep.
Today is Trevor's birthday, he is fourteen. It's weird. I look at him and I think wow, he is growing up. He passed me in height a while ago, but as we sit and talk, the ideas that are floating around in his head amaze me. Just today, while having his b-day dinner at Tepanyaki's, he brought up something that made me stop and think. His mind is crazy and the way he comes to conclusions in such a round about way, there are times that I think he just might be a genious in a lurpy 14 yr old body. No wonder we all think he is a little strange at times. I just wish there was a way to motivate that genius. I know he is bored in school most of the time, and if it weren't for band (not practicing his trumpet) and the lack of a science fair project (I didn't want to do one), he would be getting straight A's without even trying. So my question is "How do you motivate someone, or help someone find their passion?" I am happy to report that he has joined the track team, and today went running all by himself for an hour. Maybe I will have to join him. Ya right, I would kill over before I reached the end of the block.
The rest of the gang is ok. Just the usual sibling rivalry stuff. I hate that my kids fight but I am told it is normal.
Here's my sweet: My son is 14.
Here's my sour: I have a cold and feel yucky and I can't sleep!
Today is Trevor's birthday, he is fourteen. It's weird. I look at him and I think wow, he is growing up. He passed me in height a while ago, but as we sit and talk, the ideas that are floating around in his head amaze me. Just today, while having his b-day dinner at Tepanyaki's, he brought up something that made me stop and think. His mind is crazy and the way he comes to conclusions in such a round about way, there are times that I think he just might be a genious in a lurpy 14 yr old body. No wonder we all think he is a little strange at times. I just wish there was a way to motivate that genius. I know he is bored in school most of the time, and if it weren't for band (not practicing his trumpet) and the lack of a science fair project (I didn't want to do one), he would be getting straight A's without even trying. So my question is "How do you motivate someone, or help someone find their passion?" I am happy to report that he has joined the track team, and today went running all by himself for an hour. Maybe I will have to join him. Ya right, I would kill over before I reached the end of the block.
The rest of the gang is ok. Just the usual sibling rivalry stuff. I hate that my kids fight but I am told it is normal.
Here's my sweet: My son is 14.
Here's my sour: I have a cold and feel yucky and I can't sleep!
Monday, March 3, 2008
An update on our madness
Spring is here, spring is here.
Well at least my tulips and daffodils think so. We had a few days of beautiful weather and up they came, then of course as it does in Utah, winter reared it's ugly head and we had a blizzard that knocked out the power for a little while. The good thing is that I am pretty sure the long cold days of winter are over and spring is on the way. This is why I love being back in Utah. I love the change of seasons. The anticipation of better weather.
As for the kids they are all busy and well. I spend way to much time playing mediator, or mom, between siblings that are arguing about nothing and yet heaven forbid if either will back down. Corbin just informed me that he asked a girl he works with to prom. Yikes!!! He is busy as ever and is being threatened with losing his phone and car if he does not finish the last few items to finally get his eagle.
Trevor is starting track, he needs an outlet so running should work. He is one merit badge away from life and then we are once again doing the eagle dance. Why I ever thought this whole scouting thing was a good idea, oh yeah, it was Denton's idea.
Kortney continually bugs me about dancing. She has decided that is her calling in life and will not be happy if she can't take a dance class. Ah the drama of a preteen. It is hard to imagine her going to girls camp this summer. She will be in young womens in May, that will be three children in the youth program. How can that be possible.
Trent is having issues with his behavior. I am not sure what is up with him but I seem to get a call from his teacher on a weekly basis. He really is a good boy, he just has a problem with cause and effect. If he takes a toy to school and gets caught playing with it during class time, his teacher will take it and throw it away, per his mean moms instructions, thus cause and effect.
Korinn is just as bossy as ever and her volume is always on high. It was funny in sacrament meeting yesterday. For the closing song we sang I am a child of God. That is her favorite song. She sang it with all of her heart. I was laughing at how many people turned to see who was singing so loud. I didn't have the heart to tell her to sing quietly, she was so happy to be able to sing the whole song.
I am still with Jetblue. We wanted to take a daily excursion down to California to see friends and visit the beach but the flights were full, maybe next time.
Here is my sweet and sour for the week:
Sweet: I got my shed put together, now I just need it to warm up again so I can put the yard tools in there.
Sour: I received two phone calls this past week from Trent's teacher, midterm grades came out and now I have to be mean mom to my older boys to get their grades back where they belong.
That's us for now, I will check back next week.
Well at least my tulips and daffodils think so. We had a few days of beautiful weather and up they came, then of course as it does in Utah, winter reared it's ugly head and we had a blizzard that knocked out the power for a little while. The good thing is that I am pretty sure the long cold days of winter are over and spring is on the way. This is why I love being back in Utah. I love the change of seasons. The anticipation of better weather.
As for the kids they are all busy and well. I spend way to much time playing mediator, or mom, between siblings that are arguing about nothing and yet heaven forbid if either will back down. Corbin just informed me that he asked a girl he works with to prom. Yikes!!! He is busy as ever and is being threatened with losing his phone and car if he does not finish the last few items to finally get his eagle.
Trevor is starting track, he needs an outlet so running should work. He is one merit badge away from life and then we are once again doing the eagle dance. Why I ever thought this whole scouting thing was a good idea, oh yeah, it was Denton's idea.
Kortney continually bugs me about dancing. She has decided that is her calling in life and will not be happy if she can't take a dance class. Ah the drama of a preteen. It is hard to imagine her going to girls camp this summer. She will be in young womens in May, that will be three children in the youth program. How can that be possible.
Trent is having issues with his behavior. I am not sure what is up with him but I seem to get a call from his teacher on a weekly basis. He really is a good boy, he just has a problem with cause and effect. If he takes a toy to school and gets caught playing with it during class time, his teacher will take it and throw it away, per his mean moms instructions, thus cause and effect.
Korinn is just as bossy as ever and her volume is always on high. It was funny in sacrament meeting yesterday. For the closing song we sang I am a child of God. That is her favorite song. She sang it with all of her heart. I was laughing at how many people turned to see who was singing so loud. I didn't have the heart to tell her to sing quietly, she was so happy to be able to sing the whole song.
I am still with Jetblue. We wanted to take a daily excursion down to California to see friends and visit the beach but the flights were full, maybe next time.
Here is my sweet and sour for the week:
Sweet: I got my shed put together, now I just need it to warm up again so I can put the yard tools in there.
Sour: I received two phone calls this past week from Trent's teacher, midterm grades came out and now I have to be mean mom to my older boys to get their grades back where they belong.
That's us for now, I will check back next week.
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