It’s been a while…

So here’s a little update…

Grace…

It happened a while ago but I should note it before I forget it… She’s been hating school since Year 2 and one day she decided to tell all of her class that she was leaving to move to Queensland and had all the kids sign her school uniform. 2 days later after much napisan and scrubbing, I managed to get the uniform clean and she had to tell her class that “mum and dad changed their mind and now we’re not moving”.

Jed…

I received a note from school a couple of weeks ago telling me Jed needs to go to speech pathology. He has a multitude of problems including a lisp, a slight stutter, no “r’s” (e.g. Gwace) and he can’t say “th”. I went to a parent education session last Tuesday and he starts his speech pathology sessions today. Now I just have to try to stop Grace from speaking for him so we can sort this problem out.

The Weekend…

On Saturday I could have happily crushed the kids fragile little skulls! Grace decided to frizbee a paint palette at Jed... the aim wasn't great and my car ended up being green and yellow and pink and purple... needless to say... I went off my tits! Both kids were forced into their rooms to clean up... I had just started to calm down and went into Jed's room to put something away... he was standing with his back to the wall and a crayon in his hand...

Me: Why are you standing like that?

Jed: Comfortable.

Me: I think you should move...

Jed: Naahhhhh, don't think so.

Me: picks Jed up and moves him outta the way to find "Jed" written like 30 times all over the wall. I'm already angry Jed. You should be terrified of me at the moment and then you go and do this?

Jed: Mum, you're just not scary when you're mad!

My God, I can't even scare a 4 year old. What hope is there for me?