Let’s try this again…

I’ve been having really weird dreams lately. Really weird. No, I’m not pregnant. Bite your tongue. The other night I dreamt that I was shaving my legs….while driving. I had a little cup of water and my leg up on the dash and I shaved while driving to my friend Dorothy’s house. At one point, there was a bicycle cop behind me and I was really afraid he’d pull me over for distracted driving. He eventually fell off his bike and I wondered if I should stop.

I was bummed when I woke up and realized that I had not shaved my legs and it was still a task I needed to do. Rats.

This morning for a brief moment I forgot what day it was and woke Micah up promptly at 5:45. Whoops! It’s Thursday, I don’t wake Micah up on Thursdays. I immediately apologized and said, Go back to sleep. He said, I’ll take a kiss while you’re here. Aw!

In Evan’s Kindergarten class, behavior is rated daily on a traffic light system. Green is good, yellow is iffy and red is “you really pushed your luck today, mister”. As an extra incentive, they’ve added purple for going above and beyond. Ev’s been bringing home a lot of yellows lately. Many have been for wrestling on the carpet. I blame that on Micah.

We’re resorting to bribery to break the cycle. He wants a DS. So from now until the end of the year (June 18), if he gets only green, he will get a DS. We’ve thrown in a caveat that a purple and a yellow equal green.

Hannah wants a DS too. She’s never had a behavior issue at school so that’s not going to work for her. We’re going to have to come up with something for her to achieve. How about she drops the teenager attitude? Or doesn’t interrogate me daily with questions I can’t possibly answer. My favorite is, What’s Dad doing? Really? I don’t know. ASK DAD!!! (Dad is usually within earshot when she asks me this) Another good one is asking me a question and when my answer is “I don’t know”, she just rephrases the question. I’d better set up a fund now ‘cause my girl’s going to law school!