I just screamed at the boys. I’ve had it. Dad came home from lunch and I wanted a moment alone while they played with him, but no, they all three came into this closet of a classroom to see “what mom’s doing”. So I got up and went into the living room, and dad went back to work. “Can we play on the computer mom?”, Yes. “Can we bring it in here?” No. “Leave it in the classroom, it’s battery seems to pop out when we move it.” They stay in the living room. “Why arn’t you boys checking on Webkinz or Club Penguin?” – We don’t like being in the classroom. “OK – so finish your lunch and I’ll go out and write a bit, and then we’ll go to the library”. FIVE fIvE 5 times they have SLAMMED the garage door, Tromped through the laundryroom/garage, and Opened WIDE the classroom door, flooding my feet with cold wet air. “When are we going?, What are you Writing?, Jon’s Brushing His Teeth, Here mom the dog wants you,”

Did I mention all of this happened in the last 7 minutes?

GO AWAY!!! I scream almost at the top of my lungs. Nice mom moment. They give me the look of wondering what they did to prompt that response, and I went back to type the cherry little post I have been working on for two days.

But I want this to be transparent. For you to SEE what normal homeschooling is like. How joyful and yet overwhelmed a person can be after a wonderful day of academics. Lunch wasn’t prepared for hubby, the kitchen looks like more than our family has been dumping dishes, smoothy cups, and glasses in the sink this morning, the dog bowl is empty, and all I really want is 5 mintues alone with my own thoughts.

Sigh.

So – I’ll go out and talk to the boys. Tell them its not ok for mom to yell. Talk to them about it, get in the car and head 18 miles north to the library. 🙂

Wouldn’t trade being with my kids for anything!