To the Parents and Caretakers of the Class of 2031

     This year, my oldest son is about to embark on his 13-year adventure in the public-school system. I feel excited, anxious, worried, happy and scared all at once. I guess those are normal feelings for all parents but the one thing that I think about is that I try to put myself in other parent’s shoes. Yes, I am a parent already but when I teach my kid about manners, kindness and love. I am thinking about your kids. I want to do my part to ensure that my kid isn’t the mean one at the school, the regular bully. I teach him about defending himself as well and dealing with other children who may badger him a little extra because he has certain characteristics that may cause impatience within his peer group. I fear that he will be overlooked, ignored, taken advantage of and mocked but I also fear he may do the same to someone else. Every single day I encourage and remind him of his role as a fellow human being. I teach him about not making fun of people, especially out of revenge and anger. Not that any other type of teasing is not bad, but certain levels are just out of a competitive nature and with that I push him to be humble and give credit where credit is due. When he loses I want that fire that he feels to become the fuel to try harder and not to give up. I am counting on every parent and care giver out there to pay attention to their child or children. To be aware of any negative conduct and be aware of their challenges. They need guidance and supervision. They need love and attention. If they ask you to read to them and you feel like you are done and don’t have 5 minutes, remember that they will grow fast and will start to spend less and less time with you. Show.More.Love. Appreciate their character and their worth. Children can teach us so much about ourselves and I am counting on you to keep those kids happy and positive. I will do the same. I am not saying that all kids should just hold hands and sing along together.  It’s okay to teach them to be tough and help them cope with the variety of personalities on this earth. Just do not teach them to be hateful individuals. You are their example. They see what you see. They say what you say. They do what you do and they feel what you feel.  What I am saying is that we have to set a positive loving foundation, we should continue that journey with them. There are children who may not have been so lucky and, in that case, it takes a village. Don’t be embarrassed to ask for help if things get challenging with your kids. We need to be more understanding of each other’s struggles with our kids. Life isn’t rosy everywhere. Sometimes as parents we try it all but get nowhere. We should all be open to helping out whenever possible to help those struggling parents. Even if it is just giving a pat on the back or offering verbal support and empathy. Give love and guidance, not nasty stares and judgement.  When and where you can, lead by example and encourage your kids to be cognizant of those children in need of more love, more attention. Let’s challenge our kids not only to do well academically but also do well socially. Encourage tolerance. Everyone is different in their own way but in the end, we are all on this earth as human beings. So, parents and caregivers of the class of 2031, lets all do this the right way and strive for love, fun and happiness in what will be our kids most influential arena.  Let’s be the parents who can truly  help avoid tragedies and sadness. I am counting on your support so that my little man, has positive experiences. I will do the same for you with all my heart. 

Sincerely,                                                     

Lorenzo’s Mommy

Good Morning June 26, 2017

The checklist for this morning...

Dog walked, food, water✔
Bathroom picked up✔
Clothes in washer✔
Shower✔
This weeks Baby breakfast blended and jarred yesterday✔

Kids not up? Ok, I deserve a little break before I get ready for work😃. Wait...here comes the pitter stomping of my 4 year old....😐😒 and is that Diego singing in his crib🤔?😐🙁😉😃
Sometimes it feels like its all too tough, but that feeling does not matter because we still have to get our butts up and move!😉Oh well..push through I will! Have a great day everyone!

Poopmania

My morning began as usual. Get the tot up for school, fight about going to school with said tot, argue some more with the tot about the importance of being independent and helping mommy, giving up on that battle and just getting the tot dressed myself, feeding him and a little play time. I realized at this point that I was holding my bladder longer than the usual. Not like the mom hold like when she is trying to nurse a baby to sleep and has to go real bad but can't because the baby may actually sleep this time kind of hold, but a pretty long hold. As I neared the restroom door, I could smell something awful. No words, just awful. I opened the door and quickly peeked in and with the same quickness, slammed it shut. All I saw was fecal matter and piles of cagada (crap), all over the floor, walls, cabinets, toilet, tub and door. The dog sleeps in the bathroom at night and his bowels decided that they had had enough (culprit: the previous day my mom found him chowing down on a partially eaten piece of meat, none of us have had meat in days, take that in). I just about died when the smell in that bathroom hit my nose. I realized that I had to suck it up because someone had to clean it all up. Here comes Mommy to the rescue, well not me, but my mom. She handled the Tot until I could get it all cleaned up, stage by stage. There was no way I was going to half ass that mess. I brought out all the chemicals I had in my arsenal, except the one thing that everyone probably thought I would get first...Clorox. My body cannot handle that smell and I die a little every time I smell it. Hard to imagine that I had to choose between that and eau de dog poo. I used various things and decided that the Clorox would get invited to the party once I cleaned it up with other things. The tot was very disgusted by the smell and said "Mom, that's why you should always clean the bathroom, because it will stink like this!" (thanks kid, no pressure at all).  He had no idea that that dogs ass had his way with our restroom! During all of this cleaning, my mom drove the kid to school and I was deep in dog poo. I was sweating, my old knees were aching, and my back felt like it would permanently stay in the cuasimoto position. Good thing the baby was still asleep but I still had to get ready to go to work because yes, this momma still has to pay bills. I was so late to work but I had to clean up. I had no other choice unless I wanted to live in filth. It's just not acceptable for me. I still did what I had to do after staying up until 1am to work from home the night before to meet a deadline. I still tended to the kids and life's situations opted me out of sleeping in. On to the next day I guess. Thanks Marley!

Clearly After! I do have a Before too! :)