The hammer has fallen with B. I sound like a broken record and no way for him to learn. I had a parent teacher council meeting last night. The boys like going because they provide childcare and they have fun running around with their friends. I told B no less than 10 times that he would not go to the meeting unless he did all his homework. After some more prodding and reminding, I quit. You know what happened. Jbird and I were getting our shoes on. The wailing began. He hurridly started some more homework but it was not soon enough. I pulled out of the driveway with him standing in the doorway holding his shoes and crying. I was not taking any pleasure in it, but I knew that he had to start suffering consequences. A lesson was learned, at least for the moment. He has a birthday party tonight and he has already been told before school that he would not go if his homework is not done.

Last night at the meeting, the superintendent was there to talk about an upcoming mail ballot bond that the school district is sending out. The last two years an attempted mill levy has been voted down by tax payers. This time we are trying a bond, of which 2.1 million will be interest free. (Just so interesting to me as a home owner now and a child in school, I never really paid much attention to these things before). They are looking at renovating B's current school and building another elementary school, making it 3 in our community. The new school will be 4 blocks away, so close enough to walk. They are also looking at changing it from K-3 to K-4, as some parents have requested. The superintendent mentioned some pro educational reasons for changing it...will be curious to find out more about those. The only down side, with the location of the new school, the middle school, intermediate school and high school will now be all within a 2 block radius. All I think of is a traffic nightmare! The vote has to happen before first of March. If it passes, might be open for 12-13 school year to the tune of 12 million.

My beloved, precious middle (impulsive) child struck again. We were sitting on the couch, close enough that our legs were touching. I was on the phone and the next thing I knew he had taken an orange crayon and traced his hand on the couch. After trying several things, including a hot iron and paper bag (which I have been successful with with candle wax but it did not work with crayon, I turned to google again. WD 40. Who would have thought, but it took it out.

The other day I came to a stop sign and hit my brakes. Heard the ABS kick in and I started sliding. It was a slight decline and a truck was coming from my left. I locked eyes with him and put my hands up to let him know nothing I could do about it. I braced myself for a low impaction. At the last second he was able to steer around me. I ended up in the middle of the cross street. Yesterday I was on a 2 lane road which has a high speed limit. Noticed a car on oncoming traffic weaving in and out. Sure enough some idiot young drivers trying to pass people. They passed as my car approached and I had to hit my brakes so I would not hit them. Then the driver had the audacity to flip me off. I started ranting to no one in particular then decided I was better off praying for them before they killed themselves or someone else. Then this morning, it was still dark out and two deer crossed a couple of yards in front of me. So thankful for God's hedge of protection on us right now!!

Quiet weekend ahead. Meeting my pinochle gals for coffee and cards early in the morning. 7:00 is not too early for cards, right. Then maybe if it is not too cold, we can try sledding or ice skating as a family.