Tomorrow is my birthday. Back in March, I pleaded with the universe to have these kids back in school by my birthday. It would be the greatest gift I ever received, with the exception of my minivan.
Now that my new reality has made itself at home, I know how foolish and laughable my request seemed. I've moved onto bigger and better things....like sleep away camp. I'm pretty sure that the worst birthday present I'll ever receive is coming via an email on Friday, May 1st. And it rhymes with "shlamps manceled".
We had a slow start to the school week. I rolled out of bed around 11. After I had squeezed in just a few more minutes of Ozark. We've got three episodes left, and me, not watching the rest today, while Mr. Yoy is at work has been a massive exercise in self-control and marriage trust.
We didn't actually start schoolwork until after lunch. Lunch continues to devolve into total garbage. Mr. Yoy bought these beauties during one of his Costco runs, and Little E had a three uncrustable day.
HE'S GOING FOR THE WORLD RECORD FOR WORST PB&J BREATH.
Today's classroom was brought to you by the hardwood floor, a tufted ottoman and the fireplace. It was only 71 outside and that meant that Big E was cold (gene clearly inherited from me). I suggested they move this party to the large, completely clean kitchen table. Great light, comfy chairs...but, alas.
THE CONSTANT RUNNING OF THE FIREPLACE DRIVES MR. YOY BONKERS.
Luckily for me, I was able to participate in Big E's ELA assignment. A debate. Yes, you heard that right.
We had to read two articles about the Cuban Missile Crisis and the Cold War and then argue who was in the wrong. I suggested Big E do this assignment with Mr. Yoy, a high school national debate champion and winner of every argument we've ever had. Big E looked me square in the face and said very seriously:
MOM, I WANT TO ACTUALLY WIN THIS DEBATE.
So I spent an hour doing my own homework. Then we had to record it and send it to his teacher. Big E defended the Soviet Union and I took the side of a Floridian not wanting to be bombed off the Earth by nuclear missiles 60 miles away.
We are anxiously awaiting the results...but based on every other argument I have had with this child, I am not winning.
After we finished our assignment, a friend stopped by with a little birthday cookie cake (nom nom) and we took some time to just talk. It was so thoughtful and very needed.
Now I'm off to cook dinner. The day went by pretty quickly. It helps when you stay in bed until 11. I highly recommend you try this.
Have a good night!
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