TJ the bully

So on Monday this week TJ's "report card" from daycare for the day said he had been very helpful picking up toys. I, of course, called my mom to immediately inform her of her grandson's first glowing report card. Perhaps I spoke too soon.

The next day the report card read, "TJ is very aggressive and is picking on other kids." When I queried further, I asked, "Is he still picking on Parker?" No, they informed me, because Parker can crawl now, TJ now picks on Anthony, because Anthony cannot crawl away.

Needless to say, we have begun to transition TJ to the toddler room where maybe he will get a little more resistance to his antics from the other kids!

more stories of sisterly love!

Ashley and Laney come home from basketball, and when their mom dropped them off she said, "Laney was in trouble because she was bouncing the ball off other girls heads at practice." I went upstairs to tuck them in and asked Laney about it. She replied, "I was not bouncing the ball off other girls heads, just Ashley's head."

Oh, ok then.

Karate!

The background that is important for this post is that last year, Adam Jr.'s mom signed him up for karate. We told her that based his trying it out at school, we did not think he would participate, but he assurred her he would, and so she signed him up. Week after week he would cry, throw himself on the ground, hide, and generally do anything possible to avoid going to or participating in karate.

Now, the other day I left the kids in the car for a moment while I ran TJ into daycare. I will not do this again. I came right back out and they told me they were scared while I was in there, because it was dark. Ashley then proceeded to ask me for the 100th time, "What are we supposed to do if someone we don't know comes up to us? What about if they say they know our daddy? What if they know our family password?" And I again reviewed the answers. Then Ashley throws a new one at me, "What if someone we don't know grabs us, even though we were not talking to strangers, and tries to take us away?" Well this obviously startled me, but I answered, "You should kick and yell as loud as you can, 'This is not my Daddy!'" To which Adam Jr. replied, "You know what Jen, you don't have to worry, I know karate!" I could not help it, I laughed out loud. Sensing my reaction, he elaborated, "I mean I KNOW karate, but I might not use it until I am like 12 or something."

PJs...and tattle tales

The other night I asked Adam Jr. to go put his PJs on. He replied, "PJs, you know there is a boy in my class names JP?" "Really?" I replied, hoping no further probing would end this discussion and allow for quicker changing of clothes. No such luck. "Yep, and he said the A** word the other day in class and got in big trouble." "Really?" I replied again. "Yep, the teacher heard him and he got sent to the Principal's office." Ok, so now I was hooked. "What did the teacher say when she heard him say that?" "Well, actually when I told her what JP said, she said 'Uh-Oh' and then she called him up to her desk."

Uh...doesn't really sound to me like the teacher heard anything without Adam's help.