That's been my motto this week - for both kids and for Papa.
The kids have both settled back into the school routine - which also means that the novelty of being back at school has worn off.
Yesterday I spent most of the morning dealing with issues.
Firstly, the eldest sprog wouldn't get out of bed. Now I appreciate that it's an early start but I ended up in the room singing 'Good Morning!' from 'Singing in the Rain,' at the top of my voice until eventually a little voice peeped out from under the covers.
"If I get out of bed will you stop singing?"
"That's the idea," I reassured them.
"Ok, OK, I'm up!"
Sure enough it did the trick and we managed to get breakfast out of the way before the mini bus arrived.
Although to be fair, the homework from Sprog's new school is massive - The sprog gets some every night and it is a sudden change, in the old school (TJ's current school) they only get homework once a week - but we have been fitting it into our routine. Home at 4.30, homework done by 5. Then dinner before some TV before baths etc.
I have noticed though how much more focused the sprog has become - previously, I hate to say it, but they had used their 'problem' to become lazy - even getting other people to write the work out. That's all changed! What was great was that at Sprog's drama lesson last night the impossibly cheerful drama teacher stopped me to say that she didn't know what had happened but Sprog's new school was obviously working. Sprog was now focussed, polite and aware of the others in the group - its early days but that was great to hear!
TJ has noticed that as well, so his manners have fallen off a cliff... sigh... However, he got all his homework out of the way and was off playing on the wii... but I re-instated extra for him - his handwriting is awful and yesterday I discovered that he didn't even know his full alphabet - I was appalled, how had I missed that? We had been so busy concentrating on the eldest and the problems that I think I may have missed the younger - who doesn't have the same issues but is just as lazy! (I think its an age thing rather than a genetic disorder - I hope so) But thats the problem with adoption, you don't really know how the parents coped in school - well, we know a bit.. but not enough to fill in the gaps - if that makes sense.
Anyway, Sprog was dispatched and I went to get TJ up - he got up, had his breakfast but then refused to get dressed. I ended up having an argument with a 7 year old who was sitting stark naked, except for his socks, refusing to go to scohool.
"I will take you to school naked!" I told him.
"You won't," he said.
We had reached the front door when he realised I was serious.
"People will see me" he cried
"Its up to you - the choice is yours but you are going to school." I said
The uniform was on in two minutes.
Papa came home in the evening.
"Can you do the kids this evening, please?" I asked. "They haven't been naughty - they've just been kids."
So Papa handled the children for me whilst I made supper and poured a gin!
But as Papa says, we have to do it all again next week - life goes on!
The kids have both settled back into the school routine - which also means that the novelty of being back at school has worn off.
Yesterday I spent most of the morning dealing with issues.
Firstly, the eldest sprog wouldn't get out of bed. Now I appreciate that it's an early start but I ended up in the room singing 'Good Morning!' from 'Singing in the Rain,' at the top of my voice until eventually a little voice peeped out from under the covers.
"If I get out of bed will you stop singing?"
"That's the idea," I reassured them.
"Ok, OK, I'm up!"
Sure enough it did the trick and we managed to get breakfast out of the way before the mini bus arrived.
Although to be fair, the homework from Sprog's new school is massive - The sprog gets some every night and it is a sudden change, in the old school (TJ's current school) they only get homework once a week - but we have been fitting it into our routine. Home at 4.30, homework done by 5. Then dinner before some TV before baths etc.
I have noticed though how much more focused the sprog has become - previously, I hate to say it, but they had used their 'problem' to become lazy - even getting other people to write the work out. That's all changed! What was great was that at Sprog's drama lesson last night the impossibly cheerful drama teacher stopped me to say that she didn't know what had happened but Sprog's new school was obviously working. Sprog was now focussed, polite and aware of the others in the group - its early days but that was great to hear!
TJ has noticed that as well, so his manners have fallen off a cliff... sigh... However, he got all his homework out of the way and was off playing on the wii... but I re-instated extra for him - his handwriting is awful and yesterday I discovered that he didn't even know his full alphabet - I was appalled, how had I missed that? We had been so busy concentrating on the eldest and the problems that I think I may have missed the younger - who doesn't have the same issues but is just as lazy! (I think its an age thing rather than a genetic disorder - I hope so) But thats the problem with adoption, you don't really know how the parents coped in school - well, we know a bit.. but not enough to fill in the gaps - if that makes sense.
Anyway, Sprog was dispatched and I went to get TJ up - he got up, had his breakfast but then refused to get dressed. I ended up having an argument with a 7 year old who was sitting stark naked, except for his socks, refusing to go to scohool.
"I will take you to school naked!" I told him.
"You won't," he said.
We had reached the front door when he realised I was serious.
"People will see me" he cried
"Its up to you - the choice is yours but you are going to school." I said
The uniform was on in two minutes.
Papa came home in the evening.
"Can you do the kids this evening, please?" I asked. "They haven't been naughty - they've just been kids."
So Papa handled the children for me whilst I made supper and poured a gin!
But as Papa says, we have to do it all again next week - life goes on!
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