It's not just me, is it?

I've had some people tell me they don't know how I do it - three "good" boys, homeschooling, always being a good mom.... Well, I do have three boys and we do home school, but they're not always "good" and I'm pretty far sometimes from being a "good" mom.

I thought I'd share this so that those of you who think that some of us have it all together learn that we ALL have those days...

This morning I'm using the restroom (I'm right in the middle of things, of course.) and not quite able to get up, when I hear the escalating sounds of unhappy 3yo. I shout "USE YOUR WORDS" and try to hurry up - some things don't hurry. I hear the 3 yo old screaming his angry scream. Then I hear the unmistakable scream of an older kid in pain, it goes on and on.... Finally I'm scrambling up, washing at light speed, buttoning my pants w/ one hand, and running out the door.

The 3yo had bitten the 10 yo old hard enough to break the skin and leave a huge bruise. Both were angry and indignant, and mad at ME for using the toilet and not preventing this.

Some days you just can't win, or apparently, use the toilet.

It's Official

I have 3 Right Brained Boys.

I had my doubts about our youngest (3). He seems so verbal, so able (for his age) to process linear thinking... But now I know. He's a performer, a writer, and possible anarchist, in the making.

He's been listen to his 7yo brother and me read the Captain Underpants series together. This has inspired him to tie an old red pj top of mine around his neck, strip to his underwear and run around being Capt. U. This is well within the range of normal 3yo behavior, in my experience. But then...

But then, today, he came to me and said "Did you know Captain Underpants has an evil twin?"
Me "?"
Him "Yes. And when you take off your cape and your underwear, then you're the evil twin" and then he showed us Captain Underpants EVIL TWIN.

So now you know. Beware the evil twin. ;-)

July's Books

I'm quite sure that I read more than three books this month. Didn't I? Hmm.... maybe not.

Quite a Year for Plums, by Bailey White
The Little Country, by Charles de Lint
A Language Older than Words, by Derrick Jensen (OK, I didn't finish this one all the way. It was way too sad. True, and all the sadder for it.)