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TL;DR - My kid's school is considering placing the spawn, who will have JUST turned six when the next school year starts, into the 4th or 5th grade.
Thoughts? Opinions? Experience?
I'm reluctant because there's a pretty big difference between a 6-year-old and, say, a 10-year-old. Physically, emotionally, behaviorally, socially. I'm sure he could keep up with the classwork but what about the other kids? They'd be verging on puberty and he'd be newly out of T-sized clothing.
I'm also reluctant to NOT move him forward. I can't handle his boredom and the trouble it causes.
And because I get asked this a lot when he's being talked about, no, he's not autistic, doesn't have Asperger's. Well, if he does it's extremely mild. Never had any social problems or awkwardness, not shy about physical or eye contact. He's a very social person. Reminds me of my dad. Never met a stranger. It's annoying sometimes. But yeah, as far as I know, those things aren't issues.
I've discovered a new hobby! Well, aside from Duggar/Santorum shipping.
In case you're ever bored, its super fun to go to ultra-conservative forums and look for threads where supposed Christians are name calling and generally being ugly to/about others and, while invoking Bible verses and Jesus in general, shame them into apologizing for their comments.
Obviously, I need to get out more.
As some of you know, I'm a resident of Mississippi and tomorrow we're voting on Amendment 26. You can read for yourself what it is. It's even made the national news the last week or so.
I just hope I can get through the rest of today and tomorrow without having a stroke. I'll worry about the results and their ramifications later.
"I have acquired a new baby rat! Mother in law found it in Flanagans! Its eyes are barely open and its sooooo cute! Think I might keep it :)"
Flanagan's is a restaurant. Let's all just agree we'll never eat there, shall we?
Oh, oh! A small update, because I haven't bitched in a while.
The Succubus, who is in the Army National Guard, is getting deployed to South Korea for nine months. I LOL'd a lot harder than I should have.
Two months after she found out about her deployment she turned up pregnant. No real shock. That's how they had their first kid, because she was avoiding Iraq.
But she miscarried. So now deployment's back on. I couldn't even find it within myself to feel bad.
I CAN'T BUY PLANE TICKETS FOR YOU
IF YOU CANNOT GIVE ME SPECIFIC DEPARTURE AND RETURN DATES.
I understand sheltering your children up to a point, but when your kids are teenagers and you filter the tv and dvds they watch, not letting cursing, smoking, drinking, drugs, cross-dressing or homosexuality make an appearance in their media (or daily lives) ...
I'm sorry, but your kids are going to go bugfuck insane when they leave home and see the outside world for the first time.
The last person I knew who grew up this way lives in a tent in Oregon and has a kid named Ora Butterfly Phoenix Corrine.
By all means, pay over $5,000 for your kid's dental work because your insurance won't cover any of it and still maintain that socialized health care is evil.
At the end of April we'll be moving to Aviano, Italy!
So ... is it some sort of "thing" for kids to NEVER spell anything right on purpose or do they honestly have the spelling skills of a fucking monkey?
I just realized that the godfathers of both my children are atheists.
And yes, that is actual christened in the Catholic church godfather. For #1, anyway. #2 is still a work in progress.
( I spawned! )
Her name is Sophia Anne. Sophia after my grandmother. Anne after Buffy Anne Summers because Tim is a giant dork. 7lbs 3oz, waaaaay off from that 8.5 lbs the ultrasound tech measured. 20 inches long. Labored for about 6 hours and out she came at 2:45 yesterday afternoon! So much easier than my first spawn. No longer terrified of childbirth!
( Pic! )
Had what will hopefully be my last doctor appointment before spawning today. They did a pretty thorough sonogram, because if you're two days past your estimated date of delivery there must be something wrong, amirite?
Anywho, the baby's fine, I'm fine and they're estimating her weight at 8lbs, 8oz. We'll see how accurate that is soon.
Tim's all set to fly out of Lackland AFB Wednesday afternoon so fingers crossed I don't spawn before Thursday. I need someone to blame.
I decided to rename all my interweb-related pictures and .gifs something relevant to their content to make shit easier to find. While doing so to a .gif of Franklin Mott from True Blood I somehow, very much inadvertently, managed to rename every single item in my main Pictures library "motherfucker" 1 - infinity.
Today is going to be a good day. I can tell.
Incidentally, today is also my due date!
Great Britain a religion because they have the Church of England? Of
course not. Britain has an established charter, civil and criminal laws,
and a society that respects those laws. Islam has the Qur’an that
provides the governing charter, complete with laws, punishment, and
...social behavior for its people in addition to its religious teachings.
If Islam is a religion, then Britain is also.
Oh my god.
is Christian Lance one of the lulziest names ever? Like, I want to write very confused and guilty erotica starring Christian Lance.
Why do cats always have to be the first to poop in a freshly changed litter box? The second I get the privacy box (oh yeah, they have their dignity) on top of the damn thing there's a mad scramble at the door between three kitties - assuming someone isn't outside, then they just miss out - in the utility room doorway and whoever managed to get through first hurls his or her self into the box so hard they slam into the back of it and rattle the entire thing. Sometimes they don't go right away. They just sort of sit there and, I don't know, bask. Read invisible kitty newspapers or something. Then they poo. And come out looking all smug.
Every single time.
Being trapped in a hotel room with someone who smokes when you don't is pure shit. This is going to be one long, fucking sleepless night. :/ IS THERE NOT SOME SORT OF AIR FILTER VENT THINGY?
Dear people who buy my kid tiny things, like Army Men and Nerf machine guns with a hundred Styrofoam bullets, or assembly required things, like that loopy, overly complicated Hot Wheels track and the gigantic fucking Mouse Trap-like ... thing that's about ten times bigger than the actual Mouse Trap and stays together for approximately ten seconds before he dismantles them and spreads them all over the house thus becoming a veritable storm of yet more tiny, sharp things,
I'm going to kill you in your sleep.
P.S. THANKS, WHOEVER GAVE HIM THAT REAL, ACTUAL, FUNCTIONING ACOUSTIC GUITAR. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT EVERY THREE-YEAR-OLD NEEDS.
So I had a prenatal appointment today and during the checkout process I glance up and noticed that the nurse/secretary had a giant Twilight (or maybe just RPattz? It was a picture of him looking very dark and moody) calendar hanging on the wall by her desk along with a few other little Twilight related things. Tim noticed this about the same time I did and we had a silent fit whilst trying to contain our giggles.
It never ceases to amaze me when I see grown ass women in professional environments plastering their love of Twilight everywhere.
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