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{Jack and the dreaded daily homework challenge}

Today stunk. Carsyn has been in the hospital all day with extreme pain in her bottom for the 2nd time. The obvious and extreme has been ruled out, but after 5 hours in the hospital, she is being sent to a specialist tomorrow. I had that on my mind all day which resulted in my being in a complete funk/daze all day....which then resulted in my class sensing my stress and being out of control all day. We got home at 4:30 from school/work and I walked straight into my bed. I woke myself up at 5:15 and remembered Kailtin had guitar at 6. Thank goodness for my wonderul husband who kindly offered to take her. After seeing the zombie-like state of my being..... I think he wanted to leave. Then it was time for homework. Jack, in usual fashion, threw his tiny self on the floor when I told him it was time, and began a rant of the "I hate school, I want to quit, school stinks" sort. This is a daily event. Oh. Joy. I kinda wanted to do the same today. Throwing myself on the floor and crying sounds like a rational way of dealing with stress, right? After 45 minutes of negotiating and arguing and whining, he finished.....and I now have a few new chin hairs. He's a good little writer I might add. His handwriting is freakishly good. His attitude stinks, but he's 5....and a boy......and who likes homework, really.

If you are reading this...please pray for Carsyn. I'm off to retire to my room for a half hour of mindless T.V. before it's rock-n-roll bedtime marathon hour.