I took a four year hiatus from blogging, but these are trying times, folks. I'm here to bring you real, endearing, and sanity saving stories from the 2020 lock-in.
Some days, I barely survive. Other days, I'm crazy awesome.
Yoy is my husband's nickname, so naturally, I'm Mrs. Yoy.
The Yoysers: Out of Sight
I know it is a terrible idea to compare your kids. And I know one day the Yoysers will read their blog and I don't want them to think I favor one perfect child over the other perfect child.
***I LOVE YOU BOTH THE SAME, BUT I DEFINITELY LIKE ONE OF YOU MORE***
But for two people from the same gene pool, their looks, their personalities, and their adoration for their mother couldn't be more different.
Big E has always been a student. This has been documented numerous times. When homework assignments began in Pre-K, Big E was in hog heaven. And that's saying a lot for a jewish kid.
Little E would prefer to burn his homework in the fireplace and use it for warmth. Getting him to sit down and do it is painful.
We are struggling most with his sight words. He immediately blocks out anything with four or more letters. Those are TOO HARD. We dutifully go over them each night, and he stumbles on the same ones over and over again.
Sometimes, I just stand up and walk away from the table. I feel like that is more mature than flipping it over in frustration.
Yesterday, Little E and I had made it through the current list he was working on. He knew all but two. I got up to finish unloading the dishwasher.
And then something amazing happened.
Big E sat down in my spot and began to coach Little E though his current list and then onto the next list. And Little E didn't scream like he was being murdered (that came moments later when Big E snatched the Paw Patrol book Little E was looking at).
Big E had all these tricks I didn't know about. I guess I'm 35+ years removed from learning to read, but it's fresh on Big E's mind.
Maybe I'm going about this all wrong. Maybe, I should be OUTSOURCING this portion of my parenting duties.
Hi folks! A quick note from Mrs. Yoy as I know it's been awhile. For those that know me personally, you know that I've been very vocal in unsuccessfully convincing the Cobb County School board to change their COVID policies, which to this day, remain a steaming pile of sh*t. We follow zero health guidelines and figuring out the quarantine policy is akin to solving that math problem from Good Will Hunting. I will be publishing the letters I've sent to the board and Superintendent over the last 18 days of school. I've heard back from my representative, who is lovely, and my pediatric dentist who also serves on the board, but it's been crickets from the voting block of four and the Superintendent, Chris Ragsdale. Apparently, he's too busy pumping iron and self-tanning. Anyway, enjoy. HAPPY FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL! (E-mail sent on August 2, 2021) Good morning from East Cobb! As a long time resident, I am writing you this morning to plead with you to reconsider the mask
Good morning from East Cobb! I am following up on an email I sent yesterday morning, to which I received zero responses. As a long time resident, I am writing you this morning to plead with you to reconsider the mask policy for Cobb County schools this year. I’ve been speaking with many parents and we are stressed and saddened by the lack of consideration and communication from the board regarding the recent surge of Covid. In case you wanted to know, I can also see the future. And in two weeks when we are all at home, virtual again, with sick kids, teachers, bus drivers and others in quarantine, I will be thinking of you and your total disregard for the health of our children and our families. Look, we all make judgment mistakes. We all have a crazy family member spreading conspiracy theories. But we don’t let these people and/or the internet comments section guide our work decisions. Gosh, I can’t imagine if I let my dad’s view of our income tax system influence how I prepared tax r
Today Big E told a lady in the mall that he threw up in his crib. She gave him an odd look and asked him to repeat himself. No need for repeating, I knew exactly what he said. Why he is still talking about this, I'm not sure. It was three months ago. It hasn't happened since, I'm pretty sure Mr. Yoy and I cleaned up the entire mess. Move on, Big E. Next topic, please.