As They Sleep

Today I failed as a parent.

Wow. That’s humbling.

My boys knocked robins eggs out of the next in the front yard and killed the babies (because they opened the eggs) well I lost my shit. I yelled so loudly every neighbor on my block came outside as I told my kids they had killed, KILLED baby birds. Yup, that me shitty mom at 1821. I sucked. I know we all lose it but my kids killed birds and I lost it.

I thought Emmy was being a butt for not eating or wanting a bath and she wanted to wok. Now she is fast asleep. Beautiful and fast asleep.


Or should I say Gracie- Gracie is a little girl in Jaydens kindie class and I knew that statictically speaking poverty had hit our small town hard, with some families living in neighbors basements and being poor, parents living apart because there isn’t enough room. I know that our small town doesn’t provide the venues that the towns around us do. I met Gracies dad yesterday, he was applying for jobs and I was grocery shopping- he was fixin to take the bus home so I offered him a ride cus hey I was heading that way anyway. Normally I would never had associated myself with his kind, he is unkept and not my style of people…well he told me Gracies birthday was fast approaching and he was looking more desperately for a job because he had nothing to give her, that they hadn’t had electricty for who knows how long and they hadn’t had any food since school let out. This sweet 5 year old hadn’t had a real meal in over two weeks, TWO WEEKS! That their food stamps had finally kicked in so she would atleast have a cake.

I of course took time to understand and at first it was wow look at the poverty. Then it was oh my God, I write a blog about my life, about my struggles and this little girl doesn’t have food or electric (the food bank paid off their bill, so they have it for now.) It broke my heart, it breaks my heart. I have food, I have a fancy iPhone and internet. I have a car and electricity and I whine and bitch and complain about my money worries because I don’t have savings and have a car payment. I am such an ass hole.

I know that logically beating myself up isn’t going to do me a touch of good. Our small group has talked about a mobile food bank (because we don’t have one in Erie) and I am going to start calling churchs for donations tomorrow. I am happy that I can help provide this girl with birthday presents (as well as so many of my neighbors) but it has humbled me with every meal I eat, with every luxury I enjoy that the people who have put the most to this little girls gifts (and offering the most food and household products) are the people I know who have the very least. I hope one day I can be as good as them.

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AK the Right Way

I know from the title this sounds either very gun rights or elitist, it’s neither! I am doing a 6 week running journal on how the Accountable Kids program has or hasn’t worked for us.
Some back ground- I have been pseudo implementing this program for 9 months…9 months of failure…on my part and confusion on my kids part

So, I ordered a starter kit- the book and a board, the boys already have boards so I got one for Emmy because she is eager to flip cards like her brothers!

I read the book, well enough to know I may have chose the wrong career field, I had no idea kids computed things sooo differently than adults. But hey, better late than never…



Minimizing to start!
The boys set the table and cleared it without being asked!! They have flipped morning cards and are being much more co-operative and happy!!

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