yeah, 8 is rough. They had a whole flyer for families adopting 8 year old boys.
Jayne ,'Serenity'
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
It's Matilda's last week of school too.
But she's starting to become better company, and reading now so this summer should be a little less taxing than last year.
Emmett's got his tournament team, but he doesn't have a summer job every day during the week so...I'm afraid he's going to be harder to entertain.
He'll be doing some work but on the weekends, but I'm not sure how that's going to work with his baseball schedule which will mostly be on the weekends.
I mean, when he's in the right mood, he'll charm the living daylights out of you. It's just he has NO frustration tolerance and he throws tantrums like a toddler. sigh.
Oh, I meant to post this yesterday but I didn't get online until after the kids went to bed. On Sunday I discovered a cute rockabilly clothing store in my neighborhood called My Baby Jo. They have Esther Williams swimsuits and some great dresses. Will def go back there sometime this week and do a bit of shopping.
It's just he has NO frustration tolerance and he throws tantrums like a toddler.
Oh god, Dylan (almost 6) is like this too. Every now and then I'll come across a Babycenter article that starts out "Luckily, 6 year-olds are past the temper tantrum stage" and I will laugh and laugh and laugh and drink and cry and laugh.
Consuela, I'm so sorry.
and I will laugh and laugh and laugh and drink and cry and laugh.
Yep.
I can remember throwing temper tantrums myself when I was his age, so I guess I know where he gets it. Anyway, I told him as much, and it threw him out of his rage and into a fit of semi-hysterical giggles.
y'all, we do business with a company called Hotsy. COME ON!!
Hotsy totsy??
Consuela - the realization of hospice sucks, but the care givers, in my experience, are amazing. My mom, who didn't have any dementia, went from seeing non-existant butterflies to insisting I get her out of there because they were drugging her (duh, that is why SHE asked for hospice). I'm still so grateful to the kind care both she and I received.
CJ's last day of school is tomorrow. And he is 2 months from getting his driver's license. I picture the next 2 months to be very restless.