First Day

Today was my son's first day of kindergarten! Let me tell you, I think me and grandma were a little more excited than he was. We were also both a lot more nervous for him than he was. This morning I lunged out of bed (which I dont even do to get MYSELF ready for work) and fixed him his breakfast and helped him get his new outfit on. He was very nonchalant and easy going but every few seconds he'd flash a coy smile. I could tell he was enjoying the special attention from mommy on his big day.

Grandma wanted to be present for his first day of school and she arived around 745am ready to go. We drove up to the school and parked....illegally. I couldnt find his classroom because it was nowhere NEAR where they showed me classes would be durring orientation. My mother, bless her heart, was moving slow as molasses and I was in a huge frantic hurry to get him settled in.

Once we found his class he sat down and his whole mood changed. He asked grandma if the bus would know where her house was. I told him the bus was comming to mommy's house. He looked at grandma and tears began to fill both their eyes and he had to look away from her. "Okay thats enough we gotta go," my mom said. I kissed my big boy goodbye. Tell me why I am still SO NERVOUS for him? I can't stop thinking of how scary his first day must be. I wish I could be there to pick him up but unfortunately I work until 830pm....ugh.

Lets Discuss: Baby Mama

There are a lot of cases of single parents these days. I could be a good little author and get you statistics but I'm not much of a researcher. Okay I'm lazy. A friend of mine is going through a divorce and as I watch him struggle for custody of his son my blood boils with pure hot hatred for the woman who is holding his child hostage.

My son's father is somewhere enjoying the fact that he's managed to escape my grasp the past 5 years. I couldnt get $5 from this man. I am hunting him like a dog and the state is terrible at their job and cant seem to find anyone even though I gave them an address....twice.

So here this broad is keeping a child away from a man who is dying to see his son and is an amazing and caring father. Every time he asks for his child she plays games and asks for "clothing" or "money for sports" which he pays because he loves his son, but he grimaces because this broad wont let him have his baby. What are your personal thoughts on these "keep away" ass evil women?

"I'm going to cry until you give me candy."

The scene in Walgreens yesterday afternoon was far from entertaining....for me. I'm sure everyone around me was getting a kick out of me holding my breath until I turn purple from restraint and embarrassment. Yes, I'm sure it was quite entertaining. However for me, I was boiling over with frustration and losing my frame of reference bit by bit as my son went from being a well behaved child to some being that I couldn't even recognize. It was a scene out of a horror film. I watched as horns grew from my child's head and his voice had that slow scary tape recorder sound thing going on. I was frightened to say the least.

"Can I have a lolly pop?"

"No."

Now see my intention was to get him something he couldn't stick to any furniture or get caught in a blanket. It was one of those large circular twisty lollipops and I just wasn't interested in seeing lint gather on my son's face. Those things are just too messy and I wasn't in a mood for messy at that moment. So my intention was to move on down the isle and get him a less messy candy. BUT NO!

He followed me, WITH this lollipop that I just told him he couldn't have. "Why are you following me with that Lollipop Sky, Mommy said no."
*whining* "But I want it."
"Well whining is surely not going to get it."

I made my last attempt to be a nice mommy. "Go ahead and pick out one of these boxed candies and put that one down."

"No I want this one." Now I know kids do this, but I have passed this stage in his life, or so I thought.

I looked at him like he was an alien and I told him, "That is fine, you won't get any candy. I don't give anything to spoiled children." He commenced to throw a demon size tantrum by CRYING LOUDLY then telling me, "You're not going to like me anymore." his classic psychological defense he tries on me.

"That is not working with me son, I don't know who that even works with. Of course I like you, I just don't like your spoiled attitude and your unnecessary crying so knock it off or you wont have an XBOX when you get home."

"I'm going to cry until you give me candy!"

Now when I say I wanted to reach out and touch him right in the middle of the store, nothing can really describe what feeling came over my body. I know not everyone believes in butt-whoppings, but my apologies, its where I came from. I don't resort to violence easily but this was some ridiculousness that I couldn't even fathom my child was capable of. I held my breath, turning purple from restraint and embarrassment and he indeed cried until we left. When we returned home he had the longest "time out" he'd ever experienced and was grounded from video games.

Who is this child and where is the little boy I gave birth to?

damn bumble bee.

So I got a text last night that my little boo face got stung in the eye by a yellow jacket! I didnt get off work until 830pm (yea lets not discuss how much and how many ways I hate my job)and his eye is HUGE!!! I'm talking HITCH huge and I'm not exadurating at.all. Poor baby. I gave him some benadryl and took him home, put my air conditioning down to 75 to make sure he didnt get too hot in his sleep and let him sleep in his undies. Unfortunately when we woke up this morning the swelling was worse and I had to ask my mother to take him to the ER.

:(

My poor boogie.

He'd been stung by a bee before but this is the first time he's ever had any sort of reaction from it. Everyone cross your fingers for my baby. Do your children have any allergies?

Child Abuse

Hello Ladies! I hope everyone enjoyed their weekend. The boyfriend and I went bowling with my son Friday night and had a great time. Skyler was bowling us out of the water (with bumpers of course) and when the lights went out and things began to glow he also decided to break dance all over the floor and send me into an embarrassed "that's my kid with no rhythm" laughing fit that almost made me pee my pants. But keep in mind it was "two-fers" and since the boyfriend was driving he told me I shouldn't waste his beer.

But let me give us all something to talk about. I was recently watching a show about child pageants and frankly I think these women who put their children through this crap should be charged with child abuse. It is absolutely disgusting to me that anyone would dress a 3-14 year old girl like a grown woman. Put make-up, fake tan, false teeth, and tons of hair products on their little girl ruining their complexion, damaging their skin, and sexualizing a small child by having them rock their hips around blowing kisses and wearing half shirts. Its gross. There are child predators that would just love to kidnap one of these children.

These mothers are ruining their chances to ever have decent healthy self esteem. They are going to ruin the way they socialize with other children. Its ridiculous to me that this is legal.

Your thoughts?