Good morning, hyenas!
It is gloriously sunny this morning!
I've been reading through the DIS this morning, in particular the DL forum. GEESH, I haven't been over there in a long time, lots of new names! And sadly, a few trolls.
I spoke with DH; he is at the airport right now, ready to board the flight home. He's coming home a day early. He told the boys last night, and their reaction was surprisingly
ho-hum. I could not believe it!!!
Poor DH, I think it hurt his feelings. I said I didn't think they really grasped the significance. DS8 has been asking me every morning, "So how many more days until Daddy comes home?" And every evening they both want to snuggle with me (which is seriously annoying when I'm trying to load the dishwasher or some other fool thing...)
This morning was crazy; I let the boys sleep until 8, which I shouldn't have; then was rushing them to get dressed, eat, brush their teeth, etc. (Why on earth, when you say "We're running late today, I need you to hurry!" does that translate in a child's brain as "Let's play until Mama comes back!" ???)
So I drove the boys to DS8' school, hauled him out and threw on his backpack, gave him a quick kiss on top of the head (because I can still do that this year...) and reminded him, "OK, we're going to pick Daddy up at the airport RIGHT after school!" and he barely replied: "OK." I heard a bell ring, not sure if it was the first bell or second (You're tardy!) bell... Ah well, did my best.
Then drove DS4 to his school, where he flailed about in his carseat, pretending he couldn't get out. "Honey, take your arms out of the seatbelt."
"Ohhhhhhh! Thanks, Mama!"
We chatted about what to do if someone is not being nice to him.
"I tell him to stop. I tell him I don' like dat."
"Right! And what if he or she doesn't stop?"
"Den I tell [teacher's name] dat he's not being nice to me."
"Good job, honey. You can tell either [lead teacher] or [assistant teacher], OK? They will help. And if someone isn't being nice to you, maybe you should play with someone else, OK? It's not OK to push."
"OK, Mama."
Once inside I talked with the teacher about what DS said about yesterday's pushing incident. (DS blames it on the fact that earlier in the day, the other boy knocked over some blocks DS was playing with and spit on him! The boy apparently made an explosion sound as he crashed through the blocks and 'sprayed' DS. This is his logic for justifying hopping on top of the little boy when the boy tripped yesterday.)
She's going to keep an eye on them today.