Our Anniversay

Fourteen years baby!  I'm so blessed and grateful to be married to Huz.

We planned to go to brunch this morning, but instead ended up being called by BoyTwo's substitute teacher because he was being soooo naughty.  This is the same woman that told him he was fantastic after he had refused to do work and hit someone, so her tolerance is very high.  The fact that she felt that things were going poorly enough for her to call us directly speaks loud.

Little butthead.

Huz took care of that one.  I kind of felt like we should pull him for the rest of the day, but we decided against it so we could go run a couple errands together.

When I went into the school to pick the kids up this afternoon, I was greeted by BoyTwo cruising on out of the principal's office.  Not good.  Basically, we talked to him right before lunch at 11.  He went to lunch and then was so incredibly naughty for the short time he was in his classroom after lunch, that he spent the rest of the day with the principal.  Until the principal had to go into some parent meetings.  Then the office ladies had a hard time keeping track of him.  Evidently he dropped by his own classroom, briefly, to drop kick a pencil and fart on a few kids before running out again.  The poor substitute tried to find him but couldn't.  and on and on and on.

During time out this afternoon at home, he peed on my floor.  He and I and Huz were all equally unhappy about that one.

So, yeah.  I'm really happy with him today.  And yesterday was nearly as bad, but his regular teacher was there to deal with him and he is a little more scared of her.  So not only did he get in trouble at school and home yesterday, but he was sent to school today already without recess privileges and in trouble.  

Gah!

Next.  BoyOne has this problem where if he wants to do something and then cannot because he (or we) has other plans, he kind of throws this little fit.  It's over everything, even if it's because there is something good going on.  We're pretty sure that if we were going to Disneyland tomorrow and he asked if he could stay at school late to do homework (he would never ask this, I'm simply giving an exaggerated example of his ridiculousness) and we told him no, we were going to Disneyland, he'd be upset.  As in tears.  It's slightly annoying already, but add that to everything else that we'd dealt with today and he ended up in his room for bed early. 

To top the evening off, we ran (we had to go really fast and really close by) to a quick celebratory dinner only to come home to the girls running around out in the front yard like wild monkeys with the neighbors after being told to put pajamas on and get on their beds to do their reading.  Pretty disappointing that they couldn't pull through for us and just do the right thing when most of the time they do.  

Oh, and while we were gone, the dog found and was making a meal of a deer's leg.  (this distraction is why the girls all claimed to be off their beds)  As in recently (and possibly by her) detached.  It still had fur on it and the hoof and all that awesomeness.  ewwwwwww.