Every night usually starts with the same things...the kids get home from school, and home work needs done. No, I guess that isn't exactly evening, since it's not quite 2pm....but my body is typically at the height of exhaustion at this point in the day. Yesterday was no different.
Kids came home from school and didn't want to do homework or read. They didn't want to get the laundry put away that was folded for them, clean up their rooms, the yard, nothing...They think they just come home and then go play..ugh! Well both girls came home depressed because for what ever reason the neighbor kids couldn't play.
We muddled through the homework. The laundry remains as stacked fortresses in my living room.
Dinner time came and it was delish. Frozen ravioli, marinara and green beans. I managed to cook the ravioli correctly this time, which totally added to the meal.
During dinner, I don't know what we were talking about but my 7yo says I have nipples and pulls up her shirt...I about peed my pants! Hopefully she remembers I told her not to do that again, not my reaction...when thinking if she should do that again.
About 4pm I remember that we have Scouts on Tuesdays now. I loathe Scouts. Yet I am an assistant Cub Scout Den Leader. This is the dumbest thing in history to do. I stand there, and occasionally ask a boy to do something, am totally ignored and laughed at. I don't know what the leader has planned to do and often think she just makes it up as we go along. With 6 VERY hyper boys, this just isn't working. She's frustrated, they're frustrated...and I'm bored!
We worked on physical fitness. Played a little soccer, volleyball and tossed a tennis ball around. At one point the boys were throwing the tennis ball so hard at the walls I'm surprised that the ball didn't go through.
Scouts ended...Praise to God!!! I don't get why people just dump their kids. At one point we had probably 6 kids in our activity that weren't supposed to be there. One girl gets dropped off every week for Activity Days...they only meet 2 times per month. Odd.
The night ended with my smallest dog getting chomped on by a neighbor dog. Luckily it was more of a 'hello' chomp than a 'die now' chomp. She was a little sore. I held her with an ice pack for a few hours and she's good as new today.
It must be Scout troops everywhere! I have to take Asher tonight and I am slightly dreading it because the boys are bouncing off the walls and no one seems to have a plan as to what is going on! Bryon and I are the parents though that stay through the whole meeting, I don't know if it helps or not, but it makes us feel better.
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