ME! Yesterday I had the most uncooperative young hooligans in our homeschool that I have ever seen. And the nerve! They acted this way in front of their dad! Brave little creatures arent' they?
They were building with Legos after breakfast and get this: They were getting along! Shhhh! Don't say it too loud! But they were. No arguing. Lots of laughing. Creating awesome characters and vehicles with the little plastic pieces I usually cuss as I hobble over them. So, I let them play. I let them be little boys.
Lunch time comes around, dad is here, we eat some lunch and after things are put away I say to the boys, let's get to the couch and do your reading aloud for the day.
Stomp. Pout. Slam. Stomp. Holler. Stomp. Pout. Grumble. Holler. Stomp. Slam. Well, you get the idea.
So, I start to go into my usual, "I guess you boys just don't realize....blah, blah, blah...drone on, blah,.... privilege of homeschooling.... blah, blah, .....respect...blah, blah....." And then I stop. I realize no one is really listening to me.
I go to the phone quietly, pick up the reciever push a few buttons, cut the connection and say, "Hi, Mrs. Reed? Yeah, it's Oney. Oh, I'm fine thanks. And you? Great. Hey, I need you to send me the enrollment forms for 4th and 5th grades. Well, yeah. They just don't really see the benefit of homeschooling and don't respect the time. I'm getting all kinds of grief today. Oh, I know, they certainly wouldn't behave that way for Mrs. Wollert. Exactly. Well, this is our 4th year and things have been pretty good for the most part, I'm just tired of the attitude I've been getting lately. Today has been the worst. Sure. Okay. Thanks. I'll send them tomorrow."\
Now, here is where the red carpet treatment comes in: Rick thought I was really talking to the secretary at the public school.
Needless to say, the boys have shaped up.
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