I had a meltdown last night. When I picked the kids up from daycare yesterday I let them know that I had some homework I had to do and that I would need them to help me out by playing together and letting me have some time to work. Actually, I told them I had some really yucky homework to do. That prompted a discussion with Raiden on how no, homework isn't really yucky, but the work I had to do was really hard so I just used that word to describe it. Not the best way to talk about homework to your child who is just about to start school, I know. oops. So, when we got home what did the kids do? Basically, anything besides what I had asked them to do. They had dinner at daycare, but they asked for popcorn when we got home. Thinking that would keep them occupied for a bit, I made some. We don't do microwave popcorn anymore. No, I don't have anything against it. It's just that I can buy a bag of kernels for $1.50 that will last a lot longer than the b...
just me, stepping out of the boat in faith, trying not to focus on the waves around me