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Today Olivia got out early.  I picked her up and the first thing she said was "this boy told me I needed to get rid of the acne on my face".  Okay.  I am REALLY losing it here.  The child does not have acne.  She may have some bumps but they are not red or disgusting, just little bumps that you have to get right on her face to see.

So, being the wonderful example and mother I am, I told her to tell him "I can get rid of the bumps on my face, however, you can't get rid of the ugly on yours."

So THERE.

Mother of the Year Goes To..........

Olivia came home and said that a kid at school made fun of her hair.  Another kid told her she dresses badly.  So, I told her when kids say that to her just respond with a smile and say "honey, it's okay, I know my beauty is much too much for you to understand or appreciate".

Was that bad?

So the award is either going to me or the mother of the child at the convenience store this morning.  The child did not have shoes or socks on and was walking around the store.  He also had jammies on that were for Summer.  Yeah, it was about 30 degrees.

So, you vote.  It's me or her.

LOL!              

Growing Up is NOT Easy

Yesterday was an experience as a mother. I picked Olivia up from school and after our normal exchange this conversation takes place.

Olivia: "Can I have a boyfriend?". (Let me remind you she is only 10.)
Me: "Uh, Nooooo, why?"
Olivia: "because "S" likes me and he asked me to go out this weekend and I told him I would have to let him know."

I think I just sat and blinked for a minute.

Me: "You're 10, ten year olds don't "go out".
Olivia: "Well, "C" (girl) is dating "T" (boy)".
Me: "I bet if I called her mom she would tell a different story".
Olivia: "no she wouldn't".

I'm sorry but since when did 10 years old date??????? I don't think I was aware there was such a thing when I was that age. What is a mom to do?

Well, fast forward to later at home. I had bought Olivia some new pants and a couple shirts. So she proceeds to try them on. She said the pants were too tight. She had a complete melt down. She started crying and saying she wished she was skinny, etc. I told her she had nothing to worry about. I told her she was growing and couldn't possibly stay the same size forever. So for the rest of the evening she was afraid to eat and was obsessed with what size shirts I bought her etc. Where do they learn this??? How do you make it go away?

It breaks my heart that she is already going through worrying about her weight at such a young age. Again, I don't think I was aware of those things at 10.

I guess all in all it ended on a good note for her. She talked to "C" before bed and they were laughing and giggling. I heard her say once "so, did you give "T" a hug?". Yikes!

I am SO not ready for this. :)

Bleeding Cow, A Trip to the Salon.....and more

How's it going in blog world? I am SO behind on reading posts. I seem to be so busy lately. I can't even tell you with what. It just seems busy. Maybe it's because I don't get a break from mommy duty at night anymore since hubby works 24/7 (so it seems). Anyway, I will catch up. So don't stop coming to read me because you think I have forgotten you!

Let's see....what have we experienced in the last few days? This weekend was pretty busy. Lots of household things got done. Hubby and I went out to eat on Sunday night while the kids stayed with my mom. We order some burgers at a very well known national chain restaurant. They came and when I bit into mine it was practically raw. I mean very pink, almost like they just browned the outside and slapped it on a bun. Anyone who knows me will know how that grossed me out. I have to have all red meat practically burned to be able to eat it. That isn't the worst of it. Hubby bit into his and there was still blood/fluid in the center! Literally. PUKE! I was freaking out! I mean all you hear on the news is the latest deaths from ecoli. I am gagging just recalling the whole event. Needless to say the burgers went back to be recooked. I thought for sure that we would get free meals because of the bleeding cow on a bun...but no...they compensated us by giving us two freshed baked cookies. Gee...thanks...if I die tomorrow from your raw meat I am sure these cookies will be just the consolation my family will need.

I took Bi-bi to the salon this weekend to get a hair cut. It was a lot of fun for her. Her hair looks so cute. It was really long and we had about 3-4 inches taken off. It's still to her shoulders. It looks so nice on her. Maybe I will catch her long enough to take a picture tomorrow. The whole visit was a smidge depressing for me. I go in and all the ladies look wonderful with the freshly styled hair and mani/pedis done. And her I am with second day hair, a St. Pete Beach t-shirt and jeans on and barely any make up. Not to mention I desperately need to lose about 40 lbs and my stylist is about 100 lbs soaking wet. Oh, and beautiful of course. Gag me again! If anyone can give me good advice for weight loss let me know.

Today I worked. The first part of the day I just sat there because the computer would not work. So the second part was pretty busy. But I enjoyed it.

Bi-bi told me that this kid at school gave her a hard time AGAIN today. I don't know if I have mentioned before but there is a girl in her class that gives her a really bad time. Since the first of the year it has been an almost daily thing. She tells Bi-bi she's dumb, stupid, ugly, fat, has bushy eyebrows, has chubby cheeks, wears ugly clothes, etc. So tonight Olivia asked me to write a note to her teacher about it. Which of course I did. I know that part of that is just the age and the stage of life but this girl seems a little extreme. I think she has a bad home life. She doesn't live with her parents, she lives with her grandfather. Not sure why but maybe that has something to do with it. Anyway...hopefully she will lay off Bi-bi soon because I don't want her to feel like she doesn't want to go to school because of this kid.

My brother-in-law had to have a procedure done over the weekend. The diverticulitis had caused a leak from his colon. That caused an ulcer to form between his colon and bladder. So they had to go in and drain the ulcer. The doctor said it was obvious he was a healthy person otherwise the infection would have killed him. Now his wife has found out she has gal stones and a spot on her liver. Please pray for her. She will be having extensive tests this week. I will keep you updated.

Well, I am off to bed. I am worn slap out!

I Need Parenting Tips

Recently Bi-Bi has been wanting to spend more time with friends from school and the neighborhood. Yesterday I was sad to hear that she wanted to invite one of the neighborhood kids here but "we just don't have anything fun to do". I don't want us to be the boring house! I want all her friends to always want to be here. Does anyone have any tips for me to accomplish this?

PLEASE, I need help!

Dress Code

Today the school calls at 1:15 to say that Bi-Bi needs someone to bring her a shirt to change in to. Apparently the one she wore is "inappropriate". Okay, let's review. The children are not allowed to wear anything that bares their shoulders. BUT it is okay to wear a tank top. And according to Bi-Bi's teacher, she can wear spaghetti straps as long as there is a tank top under it. Could they be any more confusing to the kids?? So, Bi-Bi has worn this particular shirt, oh, I would say 8 - 9 times already this year. It has spaghetti straps and she wears a tank underneath. Today one of the aides sends her to the office an hour before school is out to call home for an "appropriate" shirt. The same lady who greeted her and opened the car door for her this morning at 7:25! Do you see why this is upsetting??? You know what happens next I am sure. I went to the school and politely checked her out to go home for the day.

GIVE ME A BREAK PEOPLE! I mean she does not have boobs, she is not dressing like a brazen hussy for goodness sakes! She is 9!

Why do the schools now make every area of getting an education so not enjoyable?

Okay...I feel better.

Chores

Okay, there has to be someone out there who can give me some advice on this. Bi-bi, my 9 year old daughter, has a serious aversion to chores. She seems to think she doesn't have to lift a finger in this house. She can come and go and dump her junk everywhere and we are just perfectly content to walk over and around it. Let's not even discuss her room. You can't even see the floor most days. Does anyone have a system that works? I thought about a "chore chart" with a reward system. But I can't think of good rewards etc. Any input from you is greatly appreciated! Yelling at her non stop just doesn't seem to be working! LOL!