Oh, what to do with him????

Alex went to play at Emma's house yesterday....only to put gum in her hair a little while later. Needless to say, I got a not so happy JoRae calling me to tell me all about it. Apparently he did it on purpose (Rachel told him to do it). I never got the whole story but something to do with a fort and either Rachel or Alex wasn't allowed inside it....whatever! It makes me soooooo stinkin mad when my kids misbehave at other peoples houses. I get so embarrassed because I think that other people (not you JoRae, but other people) think I don't discipline my kids. NOT TRUE. I have had that ugly yell voice out more than I can tell you (especially lately).

I just wish my kids were more like I was as a child. Not to say I was an angel, but really truly I had respect for other people - especially my friend's parents. When my mom asked me to do something I didn't argue with her...I did it. Plain and simple. Why aren't my kids like this? Please tell me why? And the answer isn't because I don't discipline them. I just don't get it!

Moving on with the story....So Alex gets home from Emma's house and he's immediately sent to his room until dinner. He goes after arguing with me for a few minutes, fine. I call him for dinner, he eats, and then he's off. Since when is it okay to take off and not tell me where he's going? Never! We go outside and yell for him repeatedly...no Alex. About 20 minutes later I get a call from JoRae..."Did you know your son is at my house?" No, but send him home immediately! He walks in the door and I tell him he's in for the night because he took off w/o asking. He fights, argues, tries to negotiate, blah, blah, blah. I don't give in.

Suddenly he remembers that he left his bike and scooter out and says he's going to go outside and put them away and be right back in...okay, whatever, I'm busy cleaning up from dinner and doing dishes. He's out there for about 10 minutes so I go out to see him riding his green machine around the driveway. He looks up and gives me the "oh crap, I'm busted" look. That's right buster, now you're in bigger trouble! He got sent to his bed for the night now! Of course this wasn't without whining, crying, more negotiating, trying to explain, drama....

He's in there for an hour or so and calls me into see this:

from: Alex
to: Mom Dad
Mom I am The sryist boy in the wrld Sow can i cum out nuow Mom

Translation: Mom, I am the sorriest boy in the world. So, can I come out now?

It did make me smile a little bit and it made me happy that at least he felt sorry...but it didn't make up for all the grief he caused me yesterday!