Taking a break from FB

I can't stand it anymore. I'm not much of a personable person anyway, but lately I've been getting a lot of feeling attacked or trapped on facebook... not a feeling I enjoy in real life and so I'm clicking the x....

So at lunch today I'm sharing a few twin stories and my friend Carrie said "Betty, really you should write a book!" I said "I started one..." then came facebook. blah. I went back through facebook to find twin stories missed in the blog, but really there hasn't been too much. It was a nice relaxing summer. Mom got an apartment so we spent A LOT of time cleaning out the house and moving her in. We are still trying to sell the house.

Matt is in his senior year. and as much as this blog is the framework for my book about the twins, it is also a journal I enjoy going back to read once in awhile, so I must include my first baby. He has really grown into a man. I'm really enjoying him. I keep commenting to people that you finally get them where you want them and then they leave you. He is dating a girl named Shelby. He is trying to get accepted at Penn State Erie Behrend Campus. what ahoot. love it in Erie. Lately as stressed as I've been, I find myself going to Erie in my brain just to cope. I even love thunderstorms there and that's saying a lot.

So, Noah has been quite the troublemaker this school year. not necessarily at school, but really a pain at home. We're not quite sure why. I looked up a quiz online to determine if your child had Asbergers. I've always said he's on the spectrum. Anyway, I was wrong- according to this quiz anyway. So I thought well SOMETHING is up with him what is it? So I was googling things like "what mental disorder does my kid have" and came across an article on problem gifted children. It was A to Z Noah Michael. So now I can look into that- in my free time.

So yesterday was an inservice day and Matt watched the kids. He had football so he dropped the truck and twins off. The twins were behaving while I was finishing up some lesson planning. I took them to make photocopies and Cheryl was there. Cheryl is a lady I teach with who has an "angel" daughter the same age as the twins. She always seems to see them at their worst too- just to make me feel like a real winner. So the twins walk into the photocopier room and Sammers says "Hello Mrs. M___" and Noah also says hello. I was like "who are these kids?" so Cheryl was finishing up and leaving and chit chatting with the twins and on her way out the door and Sam says "So, where is kaitlyn today?" Cheryl said "kaitlyn spent the day at daycare."

Here's an aside. My kids grew up in daycare with Kaitlyn but haven't gone in a year and a half.

Sam makes an ugly face and mummbles "Daycare all day- that's hell" Cheryl looks at me and says "WHAT did he say?" So I dumbly look at Sam and say "What did you say?" He ennunciates: "All day at daycare- that is hell"

So after reprimanding him for his language, I've spent the last two days sharing the story and secretly laughing. He's right. Daycare is Hell.

SO today, Mr. Noah's teacher calls. Someone at Noah's math table pulled his pants down and told everyone to look under the table. It WASN'T Noah, she assures me.... It's not like this makes me feel at ease- I mean, she is calling me- She called the child up to talk to him and he admits that Noah told him to do it. Even after the principal, Mike and I "discuss" this with Noah, he is very nonchalent. like Yeah, so? The one I feel sorry for is his teacher. She ADORES him. She's beginning to see the real him.

So this is what I hope to do for awhile while watching my nighttime tv - instead of you know what.