Not today

Well, yesterday i was thinking I hadn't blogged in a while and I needed something to blog about. I thought about how much I love kindergartners. Its one of my favorite ages. So I thought maybe I'd write about that.

Yea, NOT TODAY!

I woke Hunter up like every other morning. I got him breakfast and we went down to the basement. It all went down hill from there. When I told him to brush his teeth he wanted carried (A whopping 30ft), then he wanted to sit down while he brushed his teeth and I wouldn't let him. I'm not really sure what happened between then and going upstairs (I must have blocked it out) but by the time we made it upstairs he was crying and laying on the floor. I finally got his shoes on and everyone out the door but he was mad I wouldn't carry him.

He got upset in the van because I wouldn't put his umbrella in his backpack for him. He kept kicking my seat over and over. When I would turn around and say something to him he would plug his ears (where did he learn that). If it wasn't so cold I would have pulled over and spanked him but no punishment is worth getting out in this weather. Hunter even called me a mean mommy at one point. That doesn't work on me though cuz I see it as a compliment. He calmed down by school since I told him he wasn't going to his gymnastics Christmas party unless he earned it back.

In his defense he hasn't been sleeping well so he's tired and he doesn't feel very good. However, it kinda left a bad taste in my mouth about writing about how much this is my favorite age.

I did good though. No yelling, I talked forcefully but didn't raise my voice. Mostly because I was fighting laughing.

Oh, I forgot the funniest part. When he wouldn't walk to the garage because he wanted carried. Broooke said "Mommy, I'm strong. I will carry my brother." She tried too but he would have nothing to do w/ it. She probably could have.