Gotta Love It When…

Posted on | May 22, 2009 | No Comments

So today we had a teensy bit of a rough day. While most people won’t connect coloring markers with difficulty focusing, if you know the Feingold diet you know exactly what I’m talking about.

In spite of it all, and no doubt due to a prompting of the Holy Spirit, my NM apologized to me for taking so long with his work today. Awww! He also went through the process he planned to take with regards to his spelling words. He figures since we saw improvement last week, it stands to reason his method will help him with his spelling test again this week. Must make a mental note to remind him with some processes it’s two steps forward, one step back. Sometimes his expectations are pretty high and he’s easily crushed if he doesn’t meet them.

On the other hand, instead of going outside to kick the ball around while avoiding spelling (or math), NM decided to clean his room. I mean top-to-bottom clean and completely organized. He knows where every single one of his books is and has found that over half of his closet space is available. It’s amazing, I tell you! It looks gorgeous and he sure heard it from both of his parents.

J, today, made me beam. For some reason, this scripture has really stuck with him, verbatim:

“But I will send you the Comforter, the Spirit of truth. He will come to you from the Father and will tell you all about me.” Jn 15:26, New Living translation

He loves it! Normally he has to be prompted often but since yesterday, asked me if he could recite it all by himself without my help. On top of that, he put all of his shirts on hangers and put them in his closet. Did a little someone do some maturing, or what?

When he and I spent time at Barnes & Noble yesterday, I gave in and got him a little stuffed animal. I think we were both missing our mommy-and-me times at the bookstore, to be honest, so it was hard for me to resist. Well, he’s really attached to his baby llama and calls her Berry. I think it’s so cute that he has such a strong nurturing streak. He still wants to have a kitten or two (or ten). He would love it so much if he could cuddle Sprocket but she unfortunately doesn’t see him as her cuddler unless someone else is around to keep an eye on her.

Speaking of Sprocket: it’s really apparent that she’s a herder from nose to stub (sorry, she never had a tail). It took us a good long while, but we’ve come to realize that she calms down completely when the kids are put to bed. “Sheep are in their pens!” she must think, and she hardly moves at all when we go upstairs.

Dear Dog Whisperer, is this a dominance thing? Can you still call it a dominant behavior when the dog behaves according to the job they’ve been bred to do? And how do you get that to stop? It sure would be nice if we could play tag without her assuming that mom (it) is trying to corral the boys and she has to bark and nip at them to help me! If that behavior stopped I could overlook her getting aggressive with me when I’m outside or her trying to sneak stuffed animals out of J’s room!

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