It's a..........

Look out world! We're going to be unleashing another wild boy on this world! Jacob is about over his disappointment in not getting a little sister. I think we have him convinced that a little brother will be awesome too!

E and I are super excited.... now, if we can only decide on a name!

The Monkey in My Backseat

So, this Monkey graduates from pre-K tomorrow.

Sniffle.

Where did the last almost 5 (count them! 5!) years go? I'm so incredibly proud of him. So thankful to be his mommy. Allow me to brag shamelessly about him for a moment, huh?

Jacob is funny & he knows it. He's sweet and snuggly. He's kind. If someone around him is hurt or upset, Jacob takes it to heart. He will walk over and start to comfort the other kiddo (or adult). He's so smart. And I'm amazed on a daily basis on how much he knows and how much he's learning.

Jacob is a performer! He loves to be the center of attention, on his terms of course! He'll bust out some sweet dance moves or burst into song at the drop of a hat. And I love that. He loves to draw & it's a rare moment when a piece of school work comes home without one of his 'Jacob originals' on the back!

But the thing I'm most proud of is, he's already seeking out and working through his relationship with God. With Jesus. He has that childlike faith and curiosity that propels him to want to know more and more. I love that. Even though being the recipient of those questions scare the squeak out of me sometimes (talk about responsibility!)! I will say this, it's forced me to go deeper in my own faith, that's for sure.

Being a parent is the hardest, most terrifying & the most amazingly wonderful job, I think. And I love it.


With this face. How could I not?

That moment when I want to be a ballerina

I knew this parenting gig was going to be harder than it looked.

But, good golly.... some times I think my youngling goes out of his way to prove my theory.

We go to church on Sunday. Just like every single Sunday of the child's life.

We dropped him off in Sunday school.... that can be something of a challenge at times. I cannot figure this one out. He does great at the drop off for preschool.... But. But. Sunday school and Wednesday night choir.
Oy. And, sigh. Sometimes he does great... other times he acts as though he's been asked to walk through the gates of Hell.

Anyway.

A couple of Sundays ago, we went to pick him up after 'big' church was over, as usual.

However.

His new Sunday school teacher pulled me aside.
(never a good sign, btw)

She asked me if there was something that she could do to make his time in class better. I blinked at her for a moment and inquired of her what she meant. Well. Apparently the youngling was 'mean' to the other children and had some 'challenges' listening.

Hmmm.

The 'challenges' part... yeah, I knew right away as to what she was referring to. It's the same issue we've been having this year.

The 'mean' part.... that required further investigating.

It seems as though the child decided that the best way to get his way would be to hit the other children and steal their toys and hide them from the other children.

Uh-huh.

My first impulse was to attempt to use all my mothering powers and call down fire and destruction upon this precious child, whom I carried in my body for 9 months. Instead. Instead, I took a *very* deep breath and turned to my child. He wouldn't look me in the eye. A very good sign that he has been on the naughty side of the street.

Oy.

Now, I should back things up a bit & reveal that Jacob has a fond & deep relationship with iPHONES, iPADS, and his VTech pad.

I hit 'em where it hurt.

All of his privileges REVOKED for a week.

It seems to have made an impression. He's been telling me (ever since) about how well-behaved he is going to be from now on, unto the end of time. And (except for 1 glaring moment in swim school) he has been.


Disciplining.
It ain't for the faint of heart, I tell you.