It MUST be Monday

Nicklas is upset with me. I won't let him read the sports page in the morning while he's eating breakfast. It's because he reads instead of eating and then he never finishes his food before it's time to wait for the bus. So I've told him that he has to eat first and then he can read the sports page. And while this has helped him get more food down, he still barely finishes in time and rarely gets the sports page.

At school, he's working on a project about Ben Franklin. He brought him his research this weekend and spent Sunday reading it. But I realized this morning that he didn't touch the book he has from the library. He was complaining about not having enough facts to answer the required questions and I reminded him about the book. I asked that he read it on the bus this morning instead of Harry Potter. He complained and said that at school, he's only allowed to read Accelerated Reading books. I emphasized that I was talking about the bus, not school. He told me I must be seeking revenge on him. (I'm not sure why I would need to seek revenge, but whatever.) I told him that I was simply trying to make sure he did his required school work. He left in a huff.

Five minutes later, Seeger asked for some cereal for breakfast. I gave him a bowl filled with Life and milk and he freaked out on me because there wasn't the proper mix of dry Life on top of the milky Life.

I can't believe I'm actually looking forward to going to work this morning.