There are days I am tempted to hang myself from the kids' rope swing. Today is one of those days. Actually, there have been several this week alone. I am so busy volunteering at their schools and helping Rosa that I am not spending a lot of time here sharing my own adventures. I was volunteered to be Emma's Room Mom by her teacher and discovered at the meeting this morning that 2 of my other kids classes don't have one. I will, of course, let them know I am available to help out but now I will need to increase my time there by a day. I have also been asked to run for VP of their PTA. I politely declined with a, "You must be crazy!".

Ava. This child will be the death of me. She is so unattached that I wonder if she will be saved. We are currently out of Risperdal and I can see the difference in her. We have had to change P doctors to a local one that did not have an available date until the middle of September. I am not sure we can make it so I am going to try to get the Health Dept to do it. Not sure if it will work but I have to try something. This little issue is causing problems for Patches and Michael, as well. Ava has to be in my line of sight or she will instantly be into something. Those of you parenting little Radlets know what I am talking about when I say instantly. Most of the time no one is in danger but she destroys EVERYTHING she gets her hands on. She is stealing and lying with every breath. I can literally tell her to pick something up and turn my head to answer a child and she breaks the pool stick a foot away from me. I am finding it hard to add Pizazz when I want to smack her rear end every 30 seconds. I could go on for an hour of all her annoying behaviors but it wouldn't help anyone to focus on those.

Ruthie is doing better with her hanging on me but she is so desperate for attention that she is willing piss me off to get it. She screamed at the bus driver last week and hid the darn letter refusing to give it to her. She lost and found her raincoat, has taken to lying about stupid things, and is so focused on boys that I am more than a little concerned about her future.

Patches has gotten a bit snippy lately and spent about 15 minutes practicing rolling her eyes at me in a mirror. She is good. I wish it was a skill she would need in her adult life. She refused dinner and has been antagonizing the kids to the point I am having to keep her close enough to hear her at all times. She will not be fun to parent as a teen.

Emma faked a tummy ache to get to come home with me. My first clue was the first step out of the building her voice changed to a high pitched squeal. The next one was her asking what was for lunch and she didn't mind if we went out. LOL