Monday, August 9, 2021

Mischievious Like Mommy

 Athena is mischievous.  But then again, at her age, I was too.

Sterling was TDY and I took the kids to church. At the beginning of sacrament meeting Athena asked to go to the restroom. After the sacrament was passed around Athena had not returned. So I had to go search for her.
She wasn't in any of the three restrooms she could have used. She wasn't in the elevator or the hallways. She wasn't in the primary room or the nursery.

I found her. She was in her classroom. She was coloring on the teacher's sticky notes and sticking them onto the white board. She had also used a crayon to color on her black church shoe. 

I scolded her and we went back to sacrament meeting. 

Then it was primary. I have a class, Ty's class, I sit with and teach now. I glanced over during singing time and saw her holding the sticky note pad and same crayon! Apparently she had stopped in her classroom to pick them up on her way to primary! Little stinker!

The teachers had assumed she had brought those items from home and not stolen them from the their own teacher box. I handed the items to the teacher and told him where they had come from. He made a face that a bit annoyed. And I know they deal with her antics every Sunday. Whether it's disappearing or not listening or something else. 


Every Sunday I notice her scars on her legs and arms from scratching bug bites. She also bleeds each Sunday because she scratched wounds. I have to  keep bandaids in my purse.

She gets dirty and messes up her hair constantly. I got her all cute and as soon as we arrived at vacation bible school (we got in line to sign in) and she leaned against as wall (outside) that was somehow covered in a white chalklike substance. She immediately got it all over her clothes front and back, her arms, legs and hands! I used water to wash her skin but it wouldn't brush off of her clothing! 


A couple days ago(watching from the kitchen window) I saw Athena run out of our house and speed across the parkinglot and the street. She had something in her hand and I thought it looked like a Switch remote. Those things are not allowed outside! She quickly came back and I asked her about it. She responded "No, it was just scissors!" :O

I had to remind her that we don't run with scissors and why.



Luke Runs

 Luke is 13 years old. A week or so ago he was running from the house to the car. I watched his run: his legs were lazy running and his arms were swinging all over the place. Left and right and up and down. His hands were dead, flapping around like he had no control. Watching him run... it's sillier than a Goofy cartoon.

I guess it's time to teach him how to run. To control himself.

This Musical Is Killing Ty!

 Tiberias likes musicals. So last week I showed the kids a movie called Into The Woods.  

About 40 minutes into the movie Tiberias burst out; "I feel like I'm going to die from hearing music!"

I was surprised. So I laughed. 

Maybe he doesn't like the music to this movie? Or perhaps he just wasn't in the mood for a musical that day. Either way...his reaction was a bit dramatic!

 We stopped the film and finished watching it another day.