Daddy Discipline

Today at school, Riley got in trouble. Another child was "feeding" her a cookie. She accidentally bit the other child. I asked her to go to another room so we could discuss the situation. Instead of calmly going to the other room, she decided to throw a fit. This is the one thing that infuriates me about her. I think these fits will get the best of me one day. I got mad and told her she would receive a spanking if she did not quit. She did not. I really felt like I was going to lose my cool with her so I decided she could go talk to the principal. On our way to the office, the unsuspecting Headmaster walked in the door. So I told Riley she could talk to Mr. McCain about her biting and throwing a fit. That sent her into a hysterical fit! He calmly picked her up and took her to the office. Several minutes later he returned and told me what she had said. I explained that we have had a hard time minding Mom in school. He said he would talk to her but he did not want to scare her. Thanks for backing me up, Mr. Teddy Bear!!!

So now we are home and Daddy is going to talk to Riley about her visit to the office. I will let the picture tell the rest of the story.





So to answer your question, Anna....
No, he can't keep a straight face with her!!!!!!!

Worst Mommy Moment Ever!!

I'm sure there will be more, but this is the worst so far. Yesterday we were out of school for the flea market. Travis had planned on taking Colson to work with him for the day. I planned on sleeping a little late since I had the day off. I was awakened around 7:45 to the sound of Graham outside calling the dog. I got up, put on some clothes, brushed my hair and walked out of my bedroom. Graham was still calling the dog so I went outside to see what was wrong. "Polka Dot is not here, Mom. Someone stole her!" I assured him that she was sleeping under the deck and did not want to be bothered yet.

As I was walking back in the house, my cell phone started ringing. All I could think was, "so much for sleeping late." It was Travis. This is our conversation:
Lori: Hello
Travis:Hey, I brought Colson to work with me and the police just dropped Case off here at the shop.
Lori: (thinking, did he just say police?) what?!!!?
Travis: he wanted to come with me to the shop so he decided to walk up here. The police picked him up on Dinkin's Street.
Lori: DID YOU BEAT HIM?????
Travis: no, I can't now. I'm too mad, I may go to jail if I lay a hand on him. The dog followed him and is somewheres on Dinkins. She would not get into the police car.
Lori: Bring him home now. He does not need to stay up there any longer.
Travis: I will as soon as I finish cutting this board.

Case got up before Travis left for work. Travis told him he could not come because it was Colson's turn. He left him on the sofa watching cartoons. I don't know how long he waited, but he took off on foot. No shoes. He walked about 2 miles just to get out of our neighborhood, crossed the highway and headed down Dinkins Street which has tons of traffic on flea market day. A lady noticed him and tried to talk to him but he would not talk to her. (Thank the Lord for that, although she was a good person trying to help.) So she called the police and they came and picked him up and took him to the shop. After Riley woke up, I picked up Case and we drove around for about an hour looking for Polka Dot. We finally found her, she was heading back home.

I know that you are having the same thoughts racing through your head as did we. I have played and continual feed of "what ifs" for 2 days now. Never in a million years did I think he would do something like this, especially at his age (7). He is not a defiant child. He is my easy going, independant child. He knew he would be in trouble when he got there, but he chose to do it anyway.

Bless his heart, he has been told so many times about what could of happened, that he had nightmares last night. I am so thankful that nothing happened to him. I hope he can fully grasp the severity of the matter. And that he will never choose to disobey like this again. But it made me suddenly realize that I do not pray for my children enough. I don't know if one can. but I sure don't. And the Lord had mercy upon us and kept him safe.

This is a day I never want to re-live.

A Day in the Life of....

a k4 teachers assistant. This is my new job. We have 16 children in our class!!!! I have loved this job, much to my surprise. Not because of the job, but because I did not plan on returning to work. Anyways..... Mrs. Brown is the teacher. I love her to death!!! We are complete opposite personalities, which works well for us. We are having so much fun.

We were supposed to go on a field trip today to the pumpkin patch but we were rained out. Not wanting to disappoint our little ones, we decided to paint their feet and make footprints for our "falling feet for F" project.

Well, it was a good idea.

All I can say is we (Mrs. Brown and I) were covered in paint. I had the bright idea to use 5 different colors to make it more colorful. Yes, we were. My pants leg is displaying all the colors we used: red, yellow, orange, brown and green. And that was only after the first 4 children. Mrs. Brown chose to wear a skort so her legs were covered in paint, along with her skort! All we could do is laugh about it. I have lost my mind.


I love you, Mrs. Brown!!!!