
Now that I’m a stay at home mommy or as Rico likes to call me, his “personal love slave”, many people have asked me whether I have considered homeschooling my heathen angelic children.
Well, for those of you who really know me, you can stop laughing your asses off cause you already know the answer.
For the rest of you, I’ll explain why homeschooling isn’t for me and why I will be first in line for school drop off Thursday morning.
My daughters have only said the following things to me this summer:
I’m hungry.
We don’t have anything to eat.
I want more Kool-Aid/juice or as Ella says, “Doocey”
She is hitting/biting/slapping/touching/breathing on me.
Can you wipe me?
I hate you.
Here’s my booger Mommy.
I have only said the following things to my children this summer:
I swear to all that is holy that if I have to come outside one more time, someones gonna be sorry and this time I mean it.
Are you deaf?
You did not just do that.
You are gonna kill that cat if you don’t leave it alone. For the love of God, put THE CAT DOWN!!!
I don’t know why…please do not ask me again.
Let’s go….let’s go…come on….now…I mean it….NOW!!!!
Get in the naughty chair and if you get out, you will sit in it all day. I mean it…and if you don’t believe me…try me. Cause I got nothing to do today but make you sit in the naughty chair. TRY ME.
Stop hitting/biting/slapping/touching/breathing on your sister! I mean it.
Are you all trying to drive me nuts?
I HAVE HAD IT!!!!!
So, as you all can see, our interactions are REALLY not conducive to a learning environment. It’s more conducive to a mental breakdown…which I am on the brink of.
School begins Thursday.
Praise the Lord!







