June 2008 - Posts
I have an exciting week planned, and none of it involves intensive study for my bar exam. See, I can't get actual with that crap until the bar sends me an acceptance or a rejection. Till then, I'm on screen saver with bar review. If you can picture the law in my head being flying toasters, then you've got the picture.
I went for a jog, and embarassingly enough, when I got to my bar review, my friend goes "where you jogging in browns park?" I like to think I'm invisible most of the time, but apparently, no.
I learned contracts for four hours.
Then I came home and planted pumpkins and messed around with weeds in my back yard.
Zule came home with 140 artillery shells, which we tried out. They rock. The police are so coming to our house this Fourth.
My son has been written up more than any other boy I know. He's five, and he's been in more trouble with academic authorities than his sister has been in 9 years of public school. I think Dbot once got hauled into the principal's office in second grade for spitting and biting, but that's it.
Anyhow, Sweetone got written up at school today, and this is, verbatim, the note I received.
S***** was back talk to his teaches. and didnt had his listing ears on This morning. Evey time I tell him to do something he tell no I dont want to or I am *illegible* and, I don't want a note home.
Seriously, wtf am I supposed to do with that?
A minute ago my son announced "I CAN break through it mommy, with my very own teeth.!!!!"
He was talking about grey tape.
I was relieved.
Zule made a lasagne tonite from scratch that kicked ass, took names, and demanded repayment.
good work honey!
(P.S. for everyone besides zule, he goes a little crazy on the red pepper.)