So I get a panicked call from the Kiddo this morning…”Mom (that’s what she calls me) I left my homework in my room. Can you bring it up to me?” I tell her to calm down I can’t understand her very well when she is upset and to repeat her previous statement…then I tell her “No!” This is an ongoing problem with her. She is in junior high and frankly I’m tired of bailing her out of trouble! She’s either gonna learn to get her shit to school with her in the mornings or she’s gonna fail a grade! It’s not like we are just 2 minutes from her school (not that that would make a difference in this case.). She is always forgetting things and having me drop them off for her or having grandma or grandpa fix it for her. I mean really, when is she gonna learn if we are always there to pick up the pieces?!? So today she is getting 2 punches on her discipline card for the 2 classes she won’t have her homework for. Welcome to life Kiddo!

Honey wants a TV in his office so he can go “Get his kill on!” in peace and quiet without hearing the Kiddo and I talk or play with the kitties or so forth as we do in the living room. He can’t possibly play on the smaller TV(his words not mine). Not after he’s gotten used to playing on the nice big screen with HD…Spoiled brat! That would also mean buying another Ps3 cause we use the thing to watch movies and TV series we dont have on DVD and we have our Netflix instant Queue on the Ps3 as well. So he wants to spend about $800-$1000 on his new little habit (Call of Duty; Modern Warfare 2)…just because the Kiddo and I won’t go hide in the bedroom so he “have” the living room whenever he feels like it. “Honey…keep dreaming!!! Oh and by the way, I love you bunches baby!”