For the Most Part

Well now, it appears that for the most part, we are all in agreement on that hair issue. I think I can safely say that as long as it's neat, out of the eyes, and NO HEAD JERKING? We're all smooth. I have to say I truly appreciate all the comments you shared with us. I do believe I had a few lurkers pop up and let their voices be heard. You go, Lurkers! You can do that more often, ya know. I truly don't mind.

I can understand the argument about letting a kid win that one battle. As long as they stay away from the drugs, alcohol, and all that could ruin their lives...we should be good. I might have to disagree with that one, but that's just me. Paige was right. I am old school.

Remember back in the 80's, the group Berlin? The chick had blonde hair with black tips on the end? Man, I wanted to do my hair like that so bad. I begged my Mama to let me do that and she flat out refused. Now, I have a daughter who doesn't want subtle colors up in her pretty blonde head. Oh, no. She wants a bright vivid pink. Or blue. Or red. Thank you, LORD, she's in NJROTC and that stuff isn't allowed. I will no longer fuss about that class...it has helped save my sanity.

An update on The Boy, if you don't mind. He finally earned his banana split! Now he's working on five more days of stickers so he can score a trip to the waterfront park to play until he drops. The Man took him after supper Monday night to enjoy his reward. The Son*c was out of bananas. Awe, man. Bless my baby's heart. When The Man asked if a hot fudge sundae would do, and it was discovered that chocolate was involved? Life was good. Makenna scored a ride on this trip. She informed us she NEVER gets in trouble at school. This makes it kind of hard for us. We have to explain to her that, no, she doesn't get in trouble at school. We go on to explain how The Boy has to have incentive with the issues he has. She was finally convinced with what we were saying. Then, my baby spoke up and said he wanted her to go with them. It was just too sweet that he was thinking of her and wanted her to go. So, the three of them sat on the second row of the truck, slurped down some sundaes, and watched a movie. They were hardly gone an hour, but we had two happy babies when they got home. Rewards are so cool!!

We are getting ready to hit the medication highway again. I just don't get it! Why isn't the medication working any more? He's having issues with listening and impulses at school again. We're peeling him off of the ceiling to sit down at the supper table. I honestly believe the kid is related to Superman and has some super hyper metabolism flowing through his veins. We see Doctor M on the meds in a couple of Mondays. This is just so durn frustrating. This medication worked perfectly for a month. We go to South Carolina for Christmas, come back, and it's no good? I just need to understand.

The Man cooked supper last night. I know! I've already been fussed at because I didn't take any pictures. He's a good guy, that man of mine. While we were shopping for groceries, he saw something and wanted to try it. I paused for a moment in the commissary, looked at him, and decided to get real enthusiastic over it. Wouldn't you? I think we Moms/Wives tend to get territorial over things some times. No one can take care of our babies like we can. No one can run our households like WE can. I have groaned and moaned over the food planning responsibilities and here was my husband. Willing to take on a meal. I have learned slowly but surely to just let go a little bit. I encouraged him to take that wheel. It was a good supper. He decided to make some Chicken Marsala. It's not my first choice on the menu, but I truly enjoyed the pasta! A pizza was cooked in case it didn't go over well. Nothing was left over and no one left the table hungry. I hope he will continue to take a meal a pay period. He enjoys cooking and I think it's great he wants to help me do my "duties". I brag that he's my baker. That man loves to whip up something sweet. That's not so great on the hips, since I can't turn down a good sweet. The aisle with all the baking stuff is his favorite aisle in the store.

Miss Rose is on vacation this week. The Boy seems okay with this as she talked with him about it last week. I feel kind of guilty because I'm welcoming the break. Hopefully, he won't lose any progress in the two weeks between sessions. I have to admit, she's done wonders with my kid.

The next two days promise to be a little busier. Tomorrow, Makenna has an appointment with a dermatologist. She has a mole on her neck that I just don't like. This guy is supposed to specialize in pediatrics and such. I'll be feeling it out before I let him touch her neck.

Friday is Makenna's birthday! She's really excited about it. I really don't have anything planned, but you know we'll do something to celebrate...if only on a small scale.

Let's go get a day started, shall we? Lurkers? Keep on commenting!