I showered and dressed. Here’s where I have to pat myself on the back. I managed to shower without having to rush. When my kids were little I could only shower after they’d gone to bed and only if my husband was home to make sure no one was sneaking out of their room to cause problems, I mean, create a challenge.
After I ate a healthy breakfast and worked on adjusting the keywords in my latest amazon ad for my fantasy series.
Educating Kids and Self
Breakfast time is a difficult time for one of my ADHD boys. He doesn’t just wake up on the wrong side of the bed, he comes out of his room so grumpy it’s like he’s dragging several beds around on his back. He began to complain that we’d run out of milk and that his older brother was going to eat all of the Frosted Mini-Wheats.
I hear there’s a Frosted Mini-Wheat shortage in the world. Oh wait, there isn’t.
Today I spared him my lecture about how I only had two kinds of cereal growing up: Cheerios and Corn Flakes. I decided to switch things up a little and go for a new story about how I had managed to get through a year and a half living in the Ukraine without milk for breakfast and only having the chance to buy a box of cereal once. It had tasted like stale no-name Lucky Charms but without the marshmallows.
After breakfast I helped my younger boys with their scouting merit badges and at the same read from Proverbs in the Bible. (Click here to learn about taking care of your body, mind, and spirit.)
Before, during, and after breakfast I broke up several arguments between kids. We reviewed our THINK saying on our wall:
T is it true?
H is it helpful?
I is it important?
N is it necessary?
K is it kind?
I reminded the kids to pause and think before speaking. They had run out of “freebies” which meant I was ready to hand out plastic bags so the front yard could be weeded.
I then fed the cat, put in a load of laundry and made a grocery list for our dinner.
At 11:00 I began working on my chapter edits. I was finally getting to my writing goal of the day. I was running late, but I was still confident I could pull it off.
At 11:45 my oldest son approached me and asked what time we would be going shopping for some luggage at Costco. He needs new luggage as he’ll be leaving soon for an LDS mission and I’d promised him the night before I’d take him shopping. I looked at the clock and calculated how much time a Costco trip was going to take. Crap!