the long day

i really had a long day yesterday. made me wonder if i was cut out for all this homeschooling stuff (i know it was just Satan trying to make my weaknesses larger than they are).

i should have known it was going to be a long day. when my daughter woke up, she told me her stomach was hurting. now usually a trip to the bathroom alleviates this "stomach ache", but it did not. she ate some apples & peanut butter for breakfast (not much of it). i was in the the kitchen (where else?) doing the dishes. she came into the kitchen and said, "i think i am going to throw up!" i said, "go to the bathroom and do it in the toilet or sink." she ran back there and i was following behind her but she didn't make it. she threw up all over our carpeted hallway. yep. she was yelling the bathroom door was locked. i checked. it was. she said, "Oh NO!" yes, you guessed it, she did it again - so much more this time. my son came running in from outside because my daughter was screaming and crying. he looked at the mess, covered his mouth, said, "I'M SORRY!" (he locked the bathroom door) and ran out before he puked.

no biggie. we got it cleaned it.

now time for school (everyone's in a great mood now.) my son was just not in the mood to do school and if i'm honest i was not looking forward to it either. we started with our notebook (where we do spelling, phonics and reading). we were on the first word of our spelling and he lost it.

"i don't want to do this."

"i don't know how to spell it!"

"i need some help!"

"why don't you just tell me how to spell it."

"you don't want me to do good at this!"

breathe, breathe!!!!!

he's just 6. he's frustrated.

i won't give you a blow by blow but things did NOT get better. in fact with each part of our lesson we did, he slowly progressed in his tantrum. there might have been a pencil thrown (no, not by me) and paper ripped.

well i decided for today's fit we had to write our spelling words 10 times each for each fit we were throwing. if want to know how many he actually had to write, comment me and i'll let you know. it was A LOT! we had to add more words for each time he threw a fit or talked in a manner that was not positive (i.e. you don't want me to do good).

school on that day took us 4 hours to complete. then he had to work on his spelling words. it took him a long time to do his words. there was no playing that day. no dessert after lunch. nothing. he ate his lunch, worked on his words, had small breaks at the table, and then back to working on his words. when he was finished, we laid down on the bed together and talked about the day. we were both happy it was all done.

after dinner, he headed to bed. i was woken up at 2:30 a.m. it was my son. he said, "i just threw up in my bed!" oh no, here we go again. he proceeded to throw up 3 more times. at least the last time he threw up in the trashcan beside his bed instead of all over the sheets, pillowcases, and pajamas. i guess this is one time i'm glad he likes to sleep with 3 pillows - he had extras whenever he threw up on one of them. in addition, my daughter woke up several times due to the commotion.

here's the good part. my wonderful husband let me sleep in until - get ready....

blessed 10 a.m.!!!! what a great guy!

today is a new day, school went much better. Thank you God for providing days like these after days like yesterday.