Wonder Boy did not come home with a pink slip -- but he is still not certain of his fate since he'd be getting it when his teacher returns today. He thought he was good to go, but then ran into some trouble in the afternoon. He had one incident that makes him unsure of whether or not the substitue will leave a bad report on him. We talked about better choices he could have made in the situation and hopefully that will help him next time. I let him stew the entire weekend even though I got an email on Saturday from his teacher that all went well. The delayed consequence is another Parenting with Love and Logic technique. I'm hoping it has some impact.

Wonder Boy was horrible at church and really hurt me with his actions. Nothing like lashing out when you want attention. Now I have to teach him the this lashing out will have consequences. This is one of those times when it really feels like we are regressing. We talked about what he did and it was obvious that he was NOT thinking, but it still really hurt. I'm frustrated because I feel like I'm working with a preschooler vs. my son the nine year old. Ugh. I'm sharpening my parenting skills. I need to get my husband T on board too.

Monkey Girl played in a scrimmage game with the "select" team for our city. She played well and got to meet a few of the coaches (there are 3 teams). She and her friend played well and made a good impression. I'm hoping this helps them have confidence for tryouts this week. I'm nervous for them (but am not showing it). We are having her try out since her coach (a wonderful man who has coached the team for 4 years) is going to coach at his church. Our feeling was that if he wasn't coaching we were going to try her out for select so that they can work with her on the skills. She loves soccer and is 10 years old. This is the age where kids start to specialize and if you are not on a select team you will not qualify for high school teams.

I love Wonder Boy and Monkey Girl so much. I want to do what is best for them. If this little stuff kills me now, how will I ever survive the teen years?