News Reporter in the family!

Today was a really ROUGH day. I am not going to lie. My night last night was straight from HELL.... trying to function on two hours of sleep due to my overactive imagination, and kids who apparently inherited the said overactive imagination made for a very long, horrible, sleepless night for all of us. Which in turn led to a very LONG, AWFUL, WORST MORNING EVER. The second we got in the car for school Peyton threw a fit because Pajha had HIS book. To make this clear, it isn't HIS book, its a child's Encyclopedia. One that he hasn't touched in at least a year. She wanted to bring it to school to share some information with her class about Apples. I told him that it was okay, she wasn't going to hurt the book she just wanted to share some information. Fine. Well then she did the unthinkable. Brace yourselves. SHE FOLDED THE CORNER OF THE PAGE. OH MY GOSH... SHE FOLDED THE CORNER OF THE PAGE. Complete meltdown. He was out of his mind. SOBBING! Are you kidding me???? All I could do at this point was pull the car over and have a real good "talking". You have to understand. I am usually pretty patient but after a night like the one I had, a morning of asking the Princess to brush her teeth, get dressed, get shoes on over and over and over again only to find her staring at herself in the mirror... didn't really have me in a mood to be patient.

So I did what any mom with two hours of sleep would do. I got MAD. Peyton looked at me and said "I am never listening to you again!!!!" oh no he didn't..... that mad mom is now gone... in comes the IRATE mom. Suddenly my mouth is no longer aware of what I am saying and the next thing I know I have told my kids to stop being little SH*TS. Sigh. I never swear at my kids. Priceless. That was the look I got. Then that look turned to "oh no she didn't"... Peyton tightened his fists, red faced and through gritted teeth said "HOW DARE YOU USE THAT LANGUAGE IN FRONT OF ME AND MY SISTER??? YOU OWE US AN APOLOGY".

I am not telling you this story because I am proud of my impatience. I just had to let you see how a morning as crappy as the one I just had turned out to be an amazing day. I left the school with an angry 9 year old who thinks I am now going to Hell for using such awful language to go to work for a meeting that had me laughing, crying, and back to laughing again. We had such an amazing speaker. Our meetings are incredible. The owner of the salon is one in a million. She really truly cares about us all and she is so genuine and kind and loving.

When it was time to pick up the kids Peyton came up to me and apologized for his behavior. He said "Mom, I am really sorry for being so mean to you and Pajha. I know that I could have used different words and it would have been better." I told him that I was proud of him for realizing that he alone can make the outcome so different just by his words. I told him I was sorry too and then he said to me "I do have some good news mom"... "I made the school news team"... Ecstatic. That is how I feel. He auditioned weeks ago and no one had heard anything. He wanted it so bad, and did such a great job. I am SO PROUD of him.