
The child occasionally drives me crazy, but I am the luckiest mother. He is good and tries hard to be that way. Saturday morning he got up at around 8 am and didn't wake me up. He used to do that so he could start watching cartoons on the sly. He only gets 5 hours of them a week.
This weekend, when he got up, he came downstairs and did all his homework. Every last bit. Then came up and woke me up to let me know he was starting his cartoon time. Nice and honest like.. good boy.
He played with the neighbors kid. That child's ADHD is worse than Connors. He also has some rage issues and actually hit me once out of anger this weekend. I managed to not call him a dirty name . For that, I deserve a medal of some sort. Connor would have gotten at least a , "what the fuck do you think you are doing?!" out of me for that.
His parents are going through a divorce and it is hard on all of them. His father cares deeply for him and his parents put a lot of thought into the raising of this boy. I know it is not everyone's way, but Connor doesn't really need me to smack his butt now at age 10 because he got a few butt smackings when he was younger. Never a whipping, and only with the hand. No more than 5 smacks on the butt, and he had to really mess up for all 5 smacks to be dished out. I really wanted to spank that kid this weekend.
Connor and I had a nice time swimming. The water is starting to get too cold. I will have to really enjoy it while I still can. The weather was amazing. Saturday we did almost nothing. I got the laundry done.
When my cousin came to visit 2 weekends ago, we cleaned up. We are not big on the cleaning around here. We have been trying hard to at least maintain the non clutteredness ( that ins't a word is it?) . I need to set up a cleaning schedule or the dust with overtake us again.
Or laundry and housekeeping gnomes.