What Time Out Looks Like at My House

My children are out of control...they seem to take turns getting in trouble at their respective schools. Today, Jack hops in the car and has "the look". I don't even need to ask because I know the answer, but I proceed to ask how his day was. "Did you get in trouble?" I ask. He says, "Yes" and rapidly changes the subject to everything but the issue. After 8 minutes of him gleefully telling me everything about his day, except what happened, I asked what he got a dart for. He responds, "I don't want to tell you because I will lie." I try not to laugh as I say, "Well then don't lie. It's always better to tell the truth." Apparently in gym class, they were doing stacking cups and he didn't stop. Really? That's all? What a relief.

Tonight we get home and Ava decides she is going to do her own thing. As a result, she gets a time out...check out what time out looks like at my house...look closely!

The Bloody Massacre

Picture this...it is 10:55 on a cold winter morning. I am sitting at my desk, tracking data points, when my phone rings-caller ID indicates it is coming from Jack's school. I pick it up to hear Jack's teacher say hello. My response, "Oh no, what did he do?" Long pause, than a giggle..."I am so glad you asked. Jack had a bloody massacre today." Me: "What?!" Apparently, Jack decided to be the ring leader of his group of 4 boys, encouraging them to use the stamp pad (not the stamp) to stamp all over his new jeans (I don't know about their clothes-I have only seen his), his hands, his face, his hair. Then when apparently, he hadn't covered enough ground, he paved a bloody red path through the carpet, covering about 5 sq. feet. Now, I know, you want to giggle....go ahead. Here's the worst part, when the custodian came in to deep the mess up, the classroom assistant suffered an asthma attack and had to go home. What was he thinking?!

Bad Reports = No Celebration at My House!

Why does it always seem like this time of year is a recipe for bad behavior? Between the pubescent attitudes at school and my own two kids, I have had it up to HERE. I need a vacation! Okay, so I know that I went to Paris for Thanksgiving but that was work! Sort of...anyways, both Jack and Ava came home today with "bad reports." Jack again got a "dart", which signifies bad behavior. Why? According to him, he yelled, "I gotta get out of here!" while in the bathroom at school. He said it was because it was too crowded and he said there were like 20 kids in there but the rule is only 3 are allowed in at once. 3 vs. 20...someone is definitely not doing their bathroom duty...and of course, Jack yells and gets in trouble. Oh! And he got a dart yesterday for arguing with his friend Logan in the bathroom. Now, if two boys kept getting in trouble together in the bathroom at the middle school, I might have some interesting and sarcastic comments to make but since they are in 1st grade, I think we are pretty safe. Similarly, Ava got in trouble today for manipulating the new little girl at Monica's to sneak baby dolls into nap time. Ava got caught, got snarky with Lauren and the rest is history. What is going on? Oy vey!

If anyone wants details on my Paris vacation, let me know! I would love to blog about the City of Lights ;)