Calibelle's Madhouse: The Good Days Get You Through the Bad Days

Today began with a fight. I informed Austin that I would be reading his lessons to him while teaching him how to take notes. WHINE! "But I HATE writing!" His hazel eyes teared up and his little face wrinkled up into that of a sour old man. Ugh. It was gonna be THAT kind of day...again. After a few rounds, I lost it and demanded that Austin put his shoes on and grab a backpack-we were headed back to public school. Daddy intervened and suggested that I go old-school on the kid and smack him with a ruler every time he whined or complained. Nice. Oh, so very helpful. However, the threat of corporal punishment did manage to straighten out Austin's attitude. After a little prayer and a few deep breaths, Austin and I were off to one of our more successful schooling days in a long time.

Austin's lessons were completed in record time. He scored 100% on each of his assignments and on his spelling test. He completed more handwriting than I had ever seen him do in one setting. We performed a science experiment. (We love those.) We joked. We laughed. We both learned. We were done by 11:30 a.m.!

Since we were on such a roll, I put off my household chores and took the kids to the bookstore. We picked up a sweet book and a jigsaw puzzle. Faith, Austin, and I spent the next two hours reading books, working on puzzles, and playing games. Afterwords, the kids and I turned up the music really LOUD, sang, danced, and tackled the task of cleaning the kitchen and preparing dinner.

I'm tired and I'm ready to be done playing "Mom" for the evening, but I'm happy and am thankful for this day with my children. As my dear friend has repeatedly reminded me..."It's the good days that carry you through the bad days"...we were ALL long over due for a "GOOD DAY."

"The Pokey Little Puppy" an old friend that I was happy to bring home today.