For the last time, "Rice Krispies do NOT go up your nose...."
Everything went sort of back to normal today. Due to my rash finally going away the "little angel" came back today. She was very excited to be back, as we were to have her back. The first thing she did when she came in was hug everyone, and then proceed to show us all the Video Now Jr. she acquired while she was gone. It took "little Mark" less than half a second to ask, "Can I see it?" Then, the normal fighting began. :-) Ahhhh.... just like old times.
I then tried to begin school with "little Mark" while Nana made a bowl of Rice Krispies for "angel". Yeah, school..... uhmmmmm didn't start out so well. He let it be known that he most definitely did not want to do school today. I am not sure if it was hormones, or surviving the shingles, but I was not putting up with any foolishness today! The boy was in for a time. Aunt Wendy got TOUGH, and didn't back down. Not only did he get the assignments, he had to do them mostly on his own, and he had to do some of them twice. (When I say I want it written neatly it BETTER be written neatly!) I did not accept any excuse or foolishness. He did end up in his room for awhile, but when he came out his attitude had changed for a bit. I was all business today, and he took note of the attitude change, and did not like it one bit.
But you know what? Things got done. He realized Aunt Wendy actually has a backbone, and I am dead set on him learning. We have been reading the Little Britches series at night. Well, I decided that after today I needed a break, so I crotcheted, and I made HIM read. You would have thought I had asked him to build a house without a hammer, but eventually he caved in and read. Oh yeah, that will be happening a lot more.
I decided to do a few things the old fashioned way. The saying "Idle hands are the devil's workshop" spoke true, because I didn't give the boy time to be idle. I went "old school" when he talked back and I grabbed him by the ear. Oh yes ma'am, I did. I only had to body check him 2 or 3 times. (Just kidding about the body checking) :-) But, I did get his attention. I am now "Mean Old Aunt Wendy", and I am considering it the highest of compliments. When he went to bed I did tell him that I loved him very much, but I would not tolerate any foolishness tomorrow, and he could expect more of the same. Believe me when I say he doesn't doubt that one bit.
It may sound like I am being harsh, and I admit that I am, but by the end of the day he knew I meant business, and I think the next few days will be easier.
On the other hand "angel" (and I do use the term loosely) did fairly well. She learned her "Bs" and water colored. Unfortunately she also got into the bread, spilled the Rice Krispies on the floor, and then proceeded to put one in her left nostril. I was working with "little Mark" and happened to see her almost put one in her nose. I said "Don't do that", and of course she stopped. Until she went to the other side of the room, and then came to me with a shocked look on her face saying "It won't come out." I calmly put my finger on her right nostril, pinching it closed, and said "blow." She did, it popped out, and I looked her in the eye saying, "Don't ever do that again." She very calmly said, "Yes, Ma'am.", picked up her bowl and took it straight to Nana. I don't think she will be having Rice Krispies for awhile. :-)