He's in the dog house now.

Poor Vern.

He is in the dog house with mom.

It is his own choice.

I hope he gets out soon.

Still love you Vern,
Mom



So what did Vern do this time? Well he is a boy with ADD. He gets sidetracked very easily. Vern can not seem to leave his electronic devices alone. He could play with them a lot more IF he would just follow the rules. What are the rules?  Do your homework and (easy peesy) chores. I had to take drastic measures and take away the devices until his book and book report are finished. Vern is NOT happy with me to say the least. I don't like being the mean mom but I do try to be a good parent and this is one of those things you do as a parent to make better kids. What is even more frustrating with this situation is that he just agreed to work on this and do better 3 days ago. Sometimes, OK a lot of the time, I think he just says yes to get grown-ups to be quiet. I don't know how to fix that except with these extreme measures. Let's hope Vern gets that book report finished soon!!!

Gagging in the morning, gagging in the evening, gagging at supper-time

The post name is a knock-off of the old old song Sugartime - 1958 . It popped into my head after experiencing the Vern story below.


Last night I was working late so the family was on their own for dinner. By on their own I mean they had to basically reheat dinner. Anyway after dinner was Vern's turn for dishes clean-up. He did a small amount of clean-up and then he and Superman came back to town to fetch me and get Vern a haircut.

When we got home I was in quite a bit of pain with a sore back so I had to lie down with some ice packs. After I came upstairs and the dishes were still not finished. I asked Vern to please finish the dishes. He whined and complained and said, "Oh, I will do it in the morning mom." I didn't put up a fight because I was feeling so bad.

Move forward to this morning, and I go tell Vern to remember he has dishes this morning. "Yes mom."  Only a couple more reminders and he puts on my purple gloves and started to load the dishwasher.

All of a sudden I hear this gagging, retching, throwing up sound. I look over and Vern has moved away from the sink acting like he is going to vomit at any minute.

"What's the matter Vern?" I inquire, knowing full well what was going on. The STUFF in the sink fermented overnight.

"This stuff stinks! OMG it is terrible." Vern says as he runs across the kitchen, takes a big gulp of fresh air and runs back to stick in a couple more dishes before running back for another fresh air break.

I am chuckling now. I sure hope Vern learned his life lesson on this one. Sometimes procrastination is not in the best interest of anyone.

 

Vern Worries

Vern worries of late:

"Mom I am fat!"

Me: "NO you are NOT! You just need to eat healthy food instead of junk food."

"Mom I have that s word! Look at me."

Me: "what?"

"You know where your back is in an S shape. Look at my back it curves in!"

Me: "Ohhhh, you mean scoliosis. No your back would need to form an S shape left to right. The s shape top to bottom is very normal."

"Mom, I don't know if I am good enough to make the bad basketball team next year."

Me: "You will do fine."

"Mom, I can't get to sleep!"

"Mommmmmm I hate my clothes."


I think Vern is getting ready to blow into puberty soon. Hang on!!!

Happy Birthday, I think...

So Vern made me a nice homemade card. I scanned a photo of page one below.

I thought this was a nice card until someone at work told me Stewie, the guy he drew, is always trying to kill his mother. EEEEK!

Then we get to page 2. This page concerned me so I didn't take a scan of it. Vern drew a swastika flag and a "dude" with a swastika arm band!!!!

I asked why he would draw this and give it to me for my birthday card. His response, "Oh I was bored and just felt like it."

I'm a little bit scared to go to sleep tonight...Maybe I will lock my door! :-)

Spring Break

Vern has been on spring break for a week! Do they REALLY need a week off? He is in 6th grade and not hitting any beaches soon...Anyway....

He is ready to get back to school even if he say he doesn't.  I'm tired of the lump on my couch. I am tired of battling - do your reading, stop playing the ipod, no more MineCraft, go get on the treadmill. DO SOMETHING!!!!

Click - TV on.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

This morning Vern's alarm went off. Up he jumps. Drawers bang. Out he bounds to the kitchen.

He puts on his best pitiful voice when he sees me.

"Mommmmmm, I barely got 6 hours sleep last night." Sad puppy dog eyes follow.

"What happened?" I am a sucker for sad puppy dog eyes.

"I couldn't sleep."

I give him a big hug and start my get off the couch lecture.  I shouldn't have done the lecture but I am a mom and sometimes it is a requirement...

"I'm sure you will sleep better tonight after a long day at school and confirmation tonight."

"Ya, Love ya mom. Have a good day!"

I love you too Vern!!!!