Wednesday, June 3, 2009

I'm feeling old...

I hit kind of a milestone yesterday, and I'm not sure I like it.

My son is now old enough to mow.

The yard looks a little rough, but he got all but a tiny piece done. I figured he would gripe about doing it, but I think he thinks it's a manly job. I also told him it contributed to his allowance for the week, and he kept going. I was actually impressed. Our yard is fairly large, so I thought for sure he would poop out, but he didn't.

Made me proud enough I had to take a picture.

I was also surprised he didn't wimp out because of his 'injury'. He got stung by a wasp while playing in the tire swing yesterday morning. It does look bad, and I think he may be a bit allergic like I am. But, of course, Dr. isn't in today, and it's not bad enough to go to the hospital. We'll make do with Benadryl and children's aspirin.

This summer is going to be a busy one for the boy. He barely scraped through math this year. Not because he can't do it, but because he doesn't want to do it. Doesn't want to pay attention. All the 'testing' we did for ADHD came to naught. The teachers wanted him tested for it, so we went to the Dr., but the Dr. wanted the school to test for learning disabilities, which the school wouldn't do because his grades were too good. So, we're at an impasse I guess. I know he does not have a learning disability. And I don't say that because I'm his mom. He just doesn't present the way kids with lds do.
So good old mom is going to be part-time tutor this summer, with a little bit of drill-instructor thrown in. Third grade is going to be hard, and I don't think he has any idea how hard.
My own writing is progressing well. The short story I was working on is completed, but being edited as we speak. Once I complete corrections, I'll submit it and cross my fingers. I've already started several new ones, and I'm trying to decide which one to focus on.
Anyway, gotta get going. The rain has let up and Annie needs insulin. Maybe we can get back before it starts raining again. Or hailing. Yes, I had hail last night. Only about pea-sized, but still. 90 degrees yesterday, and I had hail.


  1. How cool that he mowed the entire yard. Now, if he'll just keep it up. ;o) That sting does look pretty bad, but boys are tough. Mine used to wreck on his bike and practically kill himself and never let on like it hurt.

    I'm so glad the doctor didn't just start him on meds to satisfy the #$%%^&*s at school. I've seen it happen too many times.

    Can't wait to hear what you're working on. When you decide which story you want to concentrate on, do tell. :o)

  2. And he is pretty tough. It hurt bad enough that he took medicine without complaining. So that was something.
    And it's like my dad said, if they don't fit into this little mold at school, the teachers and stuff try to make them fit. I think he didn't like his teacher and he was bored. So, he messed around. The dr didn't think he needed any medication at all. He actually told me how bright he was, and that his teacher should be glad to have a kid like him in her class.
    Do I have to pick just one? I usually have two I work on steady at the same time.

  3. Congratulations to your newly indoctrinated lawn guy and his mom! Sounds like all is well at Lilbighorse Farm.


  4. Well, grass is a little shorter anyway.