Our Four Year Old Son Was Sent To the Principal's Office Today!

His preschool teacher felt terrible when she phoned Dave, "Dave, I hate to tell you this, but I had to send Sam to the Principal's office today." He was hitting and being aggressive with his friends. The first feeling is that we failed him somehow. We then worried about how frightening being sent to the Principal's office would be for him, but part of us wanted him to be frightened. He needs to acknowledge is actions have consequences.

That bugger! Every day he alternates between testing us and amazing us. Thank goodness for school and bedtime.

Laugh or Cry?

This morning I awoke to the smell of Avon plumeria-scented body spray. Unfortunately it was being sprayed in my face by a giggling four year old.

Not One Of My Finer Moments

Today I set in to motion not one of my brightest ideas. I'd just gotten home from a mad dash to the grocery store before Dave needed to leave for work. Shopping is much quicker and easier without children. As Dave got ready, I unloaded groceries and sought a diversion for our children besides television or computer games. Coloring or Play dough hasn't been received with enthusiasm lately so I brought out painting supplies.

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Sam exclaimed, "Look Mommy! Blue, red and yellow make this color!" He looked like he was wearing a pair of latex gloves up to the middle of his forearm. Whatever, fine...until, "I'm done! Don't worry I can clean up." In the 30 seconds it took for me to reach the bathroom, the sink was full of purple water and there was spatter everywhere. I needed to climb onto a step stool to clean some of it off. After stripping him down and loading him into the shower, I phoned Dave (who was on his way to work by now) to share the details of my blunder. After telling him I'd emptied out all soaps and shampoos before putting Sam in the shower, Dave added, "And razors, you know he'll play with those too." Just then I heard from the shower, "Look what I've got Mommy!"

Premeditation or Experimentation?

This morning Sam was in the bathroom and quiet. I checked in to see him playing with a sink full of water and a little red boat. I'm fine with that. Several minutes later he emerged from the lavatory with a nearly empty container of Gold Bond Powder. He gleefully ran about the house saying, "I wasted it! I wasted it!" While squirting out clouds of stinky powder. At first I was furious. His statement indicated he deliberately emptied that powder into a sink full of water, making more work for me. I try to keep a sense of humor in these situations, but premeditated meanness is not funny. After cooling down I wondered if he was just curious what would happen when he added a new ingredient to his mixture. He knows soap makes bubbles. Sometimes we play with flour on the table and he makes roads with his cars. I wonder if he was working on a little experiment. I set him at the table with a container of water and some little boats so I could keep an eye on my sneaky little scientist. I was still angry about the mess and his dance through the house, but will accept partial responsibility for leaving a mischievious four-year-old alone in the bathroom.

Saucy Jack and The Space Vixens 1996

I'm sorry it's been so long since my last post. We've had someone staying in our guest room/computer room for nearly two weeks. The camera that Sam accidentally dropped has not been replaced so I pulled up a photo from the archive. I'm the one on the left in blue, Bunny Lingus, Space Vixen. When I was cast in this show I knew it was one for the memory books. This photo will be on my nightstand in the nursing home. Portraying a lusty, powerful woman that was not considered villan, but a hero was a rare treat.