Josh and I met with Jag's teacher this morning. Stephen had the same teacher when he was in second grade and we were surprised that she remembered him.. I mean, it was 7 years ago.
She said "I got to see Stephen a couple weeks ago when he was frantically looking for Jagger but Jagger had walked home with someone and nobody knew where he was or who he was with".
"Yes, I remember that day" was all I could reply.
That was the day when the entire school realized I am a horrible parent. My strategy is simple...Lower the expectations the other mom's have of me so they stop asking me to be on the PTA. So far it's working.
So Josh got to sit in a "big people" chair while I sit in child size chairs waiting for the good, bad and ugly.
I was taken aback to see some of the kids chairs had seat cushions on them. Do kids REALLY need a seat cushion at school? Are their buns so tender they can't sit in a regular school chair like I did my entire childhood? No wonder some of these kids cry when you look at them!
But I digress...
Jag is in advanced math but his story writing skills are lacking (HELLO! Left brain right brain!!!).
He rushes sometimes so he can go to recess (I do the same thing around lunch time...who cares!).
Jag is very popular and all the teachers adore him. One of the third grade teachers has dibs on getting Jag in her class next year (Oh yeah...he's a butt kisser).
The way I see it, he'll be able to balance his check book, he will be too lazy to think up some dramatic story about where he's been all night, and he's already learned you can attract more bees with honey than vinegar.
He's gunna be just fine!
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About Me: I'm practical. If I need something fixed around the house I would rather google how to fix it than pay some guy $100 to tell me it will cost $500 to fix. There is always a cheaper or better way to get what you want, you just have to be willing to discover how or work to get it.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
posted by World of Wright at 1:19 PM
Thursday, October 8, 2009
So Jagger wants to be Jeff Hardy for Halloween. Why? I have no idea! He was going back and forth between Kid Rock and Jeff Hardy and to be honest there isn't much difference between the two.
Why didn't he just come out with it and say "Mommy! I wanna be trailer trash for Halloween!"
Jag jumped on the Internet looking for these stupid sleeve things which are clearly woman's tights cut up and used as hard core wrestling accessories. Does this not scream MOMMY ISSUES?
I refuse to spend $15 PLUS shipping to buy the replica mommy issue selves on the WWE website so I'm gunna buy girls tights at Walmart, cut them up and ship them from work so he gets them in the mail just as if the were shipped from the WWE web shop.
I could refuse to let him go as "mayor of the trailer park" but then he might pick a costume that actually cost money.
Why would I forbid him from dressing up in girls tights, a wife beater and jeans? It's like a Halloween dream come true! $5 for a Halloween costume.
This is almost as good as when Stephen dressed up as Dog The Bounty Hunter in 5th grade!
I'm starting to see a theme here...
Monday, October 5, 2009
So it's been a while. WOW! IT'S BEEN ALMOST A MONTH SINCE MY LAST POST!
Well luck for me, my best friend's little brother, which makes him MY little brother, got married over the weekend.
I dressed Jagger up in a cute little preppy outfit complete with a collared shirt and khaki pants but Jag insisted on rolling up the sleeves and wearing his "Kid Rock" hat.
Not in the mood for a fight I just let him wear it.
Jagger only asked me when we were going to eat 3 times during the ceremony which was actually impressive.
Later that night when I was on the dance floor with Steph
en and my mom doing my best impression of the "Thriller Dance" made popular by Michale Jackson when I got a tap on the shoulder.
Josh tells me "Honey! you gotta come see this!"
To my surprise I find Jagger with the ring bearer sitting at the bar chugging Shirley Temples like sailors.
Around 2 AM he was bent over the toilet hackin up maraschino cherries like a college freshman.
It's better that he learns these lessons now rather than later.
Well luck for me, my best friend's little brother, which makes him MY little brother, got married over the weekend.
I dressed Jagger up in a cute little preppy outfit complete with a collared shirt and khaki pants but Jag insisted on rolling up the sleeves and wearing his "Kid Rock" hat.
Not in the mood for a fight I just let him wear it.
Jagger only asked me when we were going to eat 3 times during the ceremony which was actually impressive.
Later that night when I was on the dance floor with Steph
en and my mom doing my best impression of the "Thriller Dance" made popular by Michale Jackson when I got a tap on the shoulder.Josh tells me "Honey! you gotta come see this!"
To my surprise I find Jagger with the ring bearer sitting at the bar chugging Shirley Temples like sailors.
Around 2 AM he was bent over the toilet hackin up maraschino cherries like a college freshman.
It's better that he learns these lessons now rather than later.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Today at work we were talking about fire safety. I'm an insurance agent and we have lots of programs offered by different insurance companies to help you reduce the risk of fire damage, injuries etc.
It reminded me of a time a few years ago when the fire department had a demonstration booth at the fair that showed kids what to do in the event of a fire in their home.
Jagger, Stephen and I watch the group of kids in front of us going through the drill and I thought this would be a great lesson for the boys.
The smoke alarm went off, black balloons were lowered to simulate smoke filling the room, then the kids felt a door that was heated, decided that was not the best escape rout, then climbed out the window.
The kids ahead of us finished and it was our turn.
The smoke detector sounds and the fire fighter asks Jag what you are supposed to do when the alarm goes off.
With excitement in his voice Jag raises his hand and shouts"Take out the batteries!"
3 fire fighters staring me down would normally be a dream come true...Not so much in this case.
It reminded me of a time a few years ago when the fire department had a demonstration booth at the fair that showed kids what to do in the event of a fire in their home.
Jagger, Stephen and I watch the group of kids in front of us going through the drill and I thought this would be a great lesson for the boys.
The smoke alarm went off, black balloons were lowered to simulate smoke filling the room, then the kids felt a door that was heated, decided that was not the best escape rout, then climbed out the window.
The kids ahead of us finished and it was our turn.
The smoke detector sounds and the fire fighter asks Jag what you are supposed to do when the alarm goes off.
With excitement in his voice Jag raises his hand and shouts"Take out the batteries!"
3 fire fighters staring me down would normally be a dream come true...Not so much in this case.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
And I cried...
Monday, August 31, 2009
So I was going to take the kids down to the beach Saturday.
It was super hot and great beach weather so why not???
I packed a bag, doused the tykes with sun screen and off we went.
I waited FOREVER to get to the gate where the kind attendant takes your money ($15) then gives you an all day parking pass.
I got my pass and drove around that parking lot for a SOLID HOUR!
I went from Newland down to Brookhurst and there was not one spot in sight!
Finally I go to the ticket man and he says there are NO REFUNDS PERIOD!
You have got to be kidding me!
There was another gentleman asking for his money back and he wasn't getting a single dime either.
By the time I went back to beg for my money they had closed off the parking because it was FULL.
Any other business would be in hot water for taking money for a particular service then not providing the service one paid for....THAT'S CALLED STEALING!
Unless that business who stole from you is the State of California...Then you call it "balancing the budget".
It was super hot and great beach weather so why not???
I packed a bag, doused the tykes with sun screen and off we went.
I waited FOREVER to get to the gate where the kind attendant takes your money ($15) then gives you an all day parking pass.
I got my pass and drove around that parking lot for a SOLID HOUR!
I went from Newland down to Brookhurst and there was not one spot in sight!
Finally I go to the ticket man and he says there are NO REFUNDS PERIOD!
You have got to be kidding me!
There was another gentleman asking for his money back and he wasn't getting a single dime either.
By the time I went back to beg for my money they had closed off the parking because it was FULL.
Any other business would be in hot water for taking money for a particular service then not providing the service one paid for....THAT'S CALLED STEALING!
Unless that business who stole from you is the State of California...Then you call it "balancing the budget".
Friday, August 28, 2009
Labor Day weekend is fast approaching and Josh and I are lucky enough to have 4 day weekend so as many people do, we are going to have 1 last horah before the summer ends.
We thought about many places and we kept coming back to good ol' VEGAS.
I haven't been to "Sin City" since I was pregnant with Jagger. Josh worked for Frito Lay at the time and they had a huge banquet, fully paid for and Penn and Teller did a private magic show for the Frito employees and their guests. Chips tasted soooo sweet back in those days.
Frito gave Josh a pager...yeah PAGER! Look it up kids. The pager number was 1-800-FRITO-40. The #4 is also the letter H on your phone key pad so for years we said his pager # was 1-800-Frito Ho....anyway...
We decided to take the kids to Vegas but to be honest I have no idea what to do in Vegas with kids! I know Stephen would like to go "clubbin" with Paris Hilton and K. Fed but that's just not gunna happen.
One good thing is most of the people pool side are either drunk or hung over and I happen to look fabulous if you're wearing beer goggles!
We thought about many places and we kept coming back to good ol' VEGAS.
I haven't been to "Sin City" since I was pregnant with Jagger. Josh worked for Frito Lay at the time and they had a huge banquet, fully paid for and Penn and Teller did a private magic show for the Frito employees and their guests. Chips tasted soooo sweet back in those days.
Frito gave Josh a pager...yeah PAGER! Look it up kids. The pager number was 1-800-FRITO-40. The #4 is also the letter H on your phone key pad so for years we said his pager # was 1-800-Frito Ho....anyway...
We decided to take the kids to Vegas but to be honest I have no idea what to do in Vegas with kids! I know Stephen would like to go "clubbin" with Paris Hilton and K. Fed but that's just not gunna happen.
One good thing is most of the people pool side are either drunk or hung over and I happen to look fabulous if you're wearing beer goggles!