This morning, I had to deal with Brandon who was having a hard time adjusting back to the routine of going to school, as it had been a whole week since he had to get ready to go. I had to set the timer, which he didn’t make, so he went to school without half of his breakfast. He was upset, naturally, and I was fearful of what kind of a day he’d have at school. None of his own teachers were in the classroom when I dropped him off, so I couldn’t forewarn them. He did make his own choice to walk into school under his own power, dressed in proper school clothes. The alternative was something I was preparing for – carrying him (and Peyton) to school, with him dressed in jammies. He ended up making sound choices, with the exception of not being able to finish his breakfast. Peyton was obedient this morning, walking on her own through Brandon’s school, letting me handle Brandon’s attitude. I dropped Peyton off 15 minutes later without so much as a peep. Well, there was her response to a handful of Cheerios placed on her carseat, “Ooooh, Mah-mee.” I find it so funny when she says this. She’ll say it too when she gets excited about a book or something, as if to say, “Look!” She pointed to Curious and said, “Monkey,” then proceeded to scratch her tummy and say, “Ooo, ooo, ooo.”
Skip to the end of the day. I picked up Peyton and found out she had only taken one nap, as the teachers were trying to prepare them for next month, where they’d only take one two-hour nap. I could tell immediately. As soon as we got into the car, she said, “Ooh, hot!” and then “Water?” When I told her I didn’t have any water, she wouldn’t stop crying. It was the howler monkey cry, baring all her teeth, with the bottom jaw protruding. She totally copies Brandon on this one. Anyways, cried until we got to Brandon’s school. She wanted to walk, but refused to hold my hand and stay with me. This meant I had to pick her up, kicking and screaming. When we found Brandon, he was calm, relaxed, and very polite. Maybe he saw Peyton kicking and screaming and wanted to give me a break. Maybe. He told all of his artwork, and held his share book on his own, while I carried Peyton horizontally back to the car. It was all that I could do to strap her in to the carseat. I was exhausted, pulling any book I could from the floor below to try to get her to calm down. I found a lingering Cheerio in the car seat and that bought me enough time to strap her in. Upon review of Brandon’s artwork, I found this made for his sister (when I asked him what it was, he said, “I made flowers for Peyton.” Clearly they are, but I didn’t want to assume.):
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With that, I knew that the day would end well. I fed them before Dave got home, bathed Peyton, and now both are out by 830pm. All in a day’s work. At some point, I hope all the disciplining we do will pay off.
