Well, today Grandmomma had to have some dental work done so I had to take part of the day off to pick up the kids from school. It worked out pretty good because I went by Subway and took a sandwich to Sam and ate lunch with him. It will probably be the only time I get to do that this year. He was jealous the other day because Brad was going to eat at the Thanksgiving luncheon with Lily at her preschool and he said he wished someone would come to his school to eat with him. So, I did. I told mom earlier, if you want to know what your kid is really like and what kind of things they really do at school, just go eat lunch with them and listen to what all their little friends have to say!
One kid says, "Sam already had to pull a ticket today."
"Really, what'd he do?"
"He called Nya a bad name. I don't feel like saying what it was."
"Oh really? Is Sam usually good at school?"
"No, not really. He's good sometimes on the playground, but that's about it."
"Hmmm..."
"Sam has a girlfriend, too."
"Really? A girlfriend?"
"Yeah, her name is Anna and he kissed her."
"Really!?"
"Yeah."
Meanwhile, all the others are sitting there nodding and chiming in from time to time, while Sam sat there and said, "They're lying, momma."
Needless, to say it was interesting.
The teacher had some interesting news to share, too. He called a little girl in his group an idiot because she wouldn't be quiet so their group could get points (for whatever). And he has been testing his teacher by doing the opposite of what she says. She told him to put down his pencil and he instead rolled his pencil around on his desk. She told him not to run and he took off running down the hallway. He's been doing this stuff to me at home, too. I'm not sure what to do about it because I feel like a lot of it is just to get attention. Lily demands so much attention from us, I feel like even though I try really hard to be attentive to Sam, he feels ignored because he has this drama queen for a sister. I am afraid he is going to be fighting this battle all his life. So, what do I do? Every time I try to talk to him about anything, he just busts out crying and you can't talk to him at all. When you ask him why he's crying, he says "because you're mad at me." I'm just not sure how to handle this.
I'm really sleepy and I need to fix something for supper. Brad will be home in a few minutes and I'm sure he's not hungry (he never is this early). The wind is blowing like crazy outside and it just looks like it's cold. I am so content sitting here in the recliner covered up with my blanket with my computer on my lap. It just seems like such a shame to get up and move before I really have to. Well, maybe I'll just sit here and surf a while. Can't hurt, can it?
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