Dear Fifth Graders,
Just so you know, Ashley informed me that "Drama is for Fourth Graders, not Fifth Graders." Please abide by this rule for the remainder of the school year. Thanks,
A Parent in Need of a Drama Free School Year!
Monday, August 29, 2011
Intervention...No more POWER RANGERS
TJ used to only watch Sesame Street. Once a day, for an hour. It was glorious.
Then when his brother was around, he wants to watch whatever Adam Jr. wants to watch, because, well, he wants to do ANYTHING Adam Jr. wants him too. They have been watching Power Rangers together. Apparently I remember this series differently than it really is. I was fine with it, until I started noticing TJ being rather aggressive, and then I watched one of these with him. It is violent. And apparently, anything goes as long as you are fighting the "bad guys."
This weekend we are at Adam's soccer game and I say to TJ, "Tell Adam to hustle and get the ball!" TJ obliges me and yells, "ADAM. GET THE BALL OR I WILL CUT YOU!"
WHAT?!??
"TJ, why would you say that?" (and make the scissors motion with your fingers while you do? and did you really have to do that in front of Grandma, I mean really...thanks)
"I don't know."
Later we had a talk with TJ about how his one hour of TV a day is no longer allowed to include Power Rangers, but Sesame Street or Mickey Clubhouse are on the green light list. He asks why. I tell him, "You have been acting a little mean lately. You tried to punch people, and kick your sisters, and you said you would cut your brother. Those things are NOT NICE." To which he replies, "Its ok mommy. Its ok if they the bad guys. Want to play? You be the bad guys?"
Uh, no. I don't think so. Hopefully the intervention will be successful and protect siblings and parents from TJ's wrath from this point forward.
Then when his brother was around, he wants to watch whatever Adam Jr. wants to watch, because, well, he wants to do ANYTHING Adam Jr. wants him too. They have been watching Power Rangers together. Apparently I remember this series differently than it really is. I was fine with it, until I started noticing TJ being rather aggressive, and then I watched one of these with him. It is violent. And apparently, anything goes as long as you are fighting the "bad guys."
This weekend we are at Adam's soccer game and I say to TJ, "Tell Adam to hustle and get the ball!" TJ obliges me and yells, "ADAM. GET THE BALL OR I WILL CUT YOU!"
WHAT?!??
"TJ, why would you say that?" (and make the scissors motion with your fingers while you do? and did you really have to do that in front of Grandma, I mean really...thanks)
"I don't know."
Later we had a talk with TJ about how his one hour of TV a day is no longer allowed to include Power Rangers, but Sesame Street or Mickey Clubhouse are on the green light list. He asks why. I tell him, "You have been acting a little mean lately. You tried to punch people, and kick your sisters, and you said you would cut your brother. Those things are NOT NICE." To which he replies, "Its ok mommy. Its ok if they the bad guys. Want to play? You be the bad guys?"
Uh, no. I don't think so. Hopefully the intervention will be successful and protect siblings and parents from TJ's wrath from this point forward.
What we are learning
On the way to school last week, all the kids are in the car. We often talk about what we are learning and practice our math facts. So, Adam Jr. asks, innocently enough, "What is TJ learning in school?" I start to reply, "TJ, what are you learning? Numbers? Letters? Shapes? Colors?" To which TJ chimes in, "and MONSTERS and BUTTCHEEKS!" And both boys hysterically laugh for the next five minutes.
I have a parent/teacher conference coming up, and I think I might keep that one to myself.
I have a parent/teacher conference coming up, and I think I might keep that one to myself.
Adolescence
In the car the other day, it was just us girls. Ashley busts out with, "Some of my friends were talking about 'peach fuzz' today."
Oh. Ok. So I am somewhere between panic (are we really having more puberty talks already) to pride (I am so glad she feels comfortable talking with me about these things). So I steady myself and say, "Oh. What were they saying?"
"I don't know, "she replies, "I don't really know what 'peach fuzz' is."
Ok, I can do this. "Ash, its just when thin, fine hairs start to grow in places where maybe there hasn't been hair before. Does that make sense?" (you know, I want to check in for understanding)
"Oh, I get it. Like on your lip?" she replies.
"Well, No, I mean, yes, I mean I guess. I don't really think I have hair on my lip, but if so that would be it, yes. And well. OK."
Ashley was flustered too, why was I so defensive. So I explained to her that 'peach fuzz' can happen lots of places, and etiquette dictates it only really ok to comment on your own, not others.
And now I am off to the salon for a wax.
Oh. Ok. So I am somewhere between panic (are we really having more puberty talks already) to pride (I am so glad she feels comfortable talking with me about these things). So I steady myself and say, "Oh. What were they saying?"
"I don't know, "she replies, "I don't really know what 'peach fuzz' is."
Ok, I can do this. "Ash, its just when thin, fine hairs start to grow in places where maybe there hasn't been hair before. Does that make sense?" (you know, I want to check in for understanding)
"Oh, I get it. Like on your lip?" she replies.
"Well, No, I mean, yes, I mean I guess. I don't really think I have hair on my lip, but if so that would be it, yes. And well. OK."
Ashley was flustered too, why was I so defensive. So I explained to her that 'peach fuzz' can happen lots of places, and etiquette dictates it only really ok to comment on your own, not others.
And now I am off to the salon for a wax.
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