Only silly stuff on Apt. 11D today!
At 7 this morning, I went upstairs to round up the boys for breakfast, and Ian came flying out of Jonah’s bedroom laughing. “Mom, we’re NOT playing video games!” They’re not allowed to play with electronic devices during the school week until homework is done. They are most certainly not allowed to be playing video games before breakfast. They were chased around the house and spankings were administered.*
Yesterday, I started the cleaning spree that is required before the in-laws visit. I went into Jonah room and found his suitcase from last week’s Washington, DC. I told him to clean it out, but he hadn’t done it. I sighed and dumped the contents of the suitcase on his bed. I found three pairs of underwear in their original wrapping. I guess Jonah had failed to change his underwear during his three day visit to DC with his class. Jonah’s default setting is gross.
Ian was in the choir recital for the fourth grade. We haven’t had the best luck with school productions in the past. There was the kindergarten and first grade shows where he stood on the edge of the stage frozen unable to sing. Last year’s recorder show was a bust, because he couldn’t stand the screeching, out of tune notes. I went to this show with very low expectations.
His teacher had told us only the night before that the kids were required to wear dress clothes. I need more than one day to get Ian into dress clothes. So, I packed up Jonah’s old 1st communion pants and shirt and sent his teacher an e-mail that said “good luck getting him into those clothes.”
Not only did he wear the clothes, but he sang and did the choreography. I am very, very proud of him.
* My concerned commenters asked that I make it very clear that the kids and I were horsing around and no spankings occurred.

Laura,
You may want to delete a couple of the more entertaining passages from this post, just in case.
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What? the mosh pit comment?
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The underpants, mostly. And maybe the spanking, too, depending on local mores.
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Nah! I don’t edit myself for crazy people.
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Rereading that last comment, I was too vague. I didn’t mean to imply that you were crazy. I meant that a person who reallybelieved that I was really spanking my kids would be crazy.
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I assumed you meant you were going to stop proofreading.
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Laura,
I thought you were serious and was very surprised.
I don’t want to make you feel self-conscious or belabor the thing, but the world is unfortunately full of literal people.
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Great singing for Ian and the other kids. And he’s completely right about the recorder. No one should have to listen to a recorder concert.
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Sigh. My kids were screaming with delight, as we raced around the house. They were in “pretend trouble”, not real trouble. I just thought it was funny that Ian was unable to be properly sneaky.
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I don’t know when kids learn how to be sneaky, but our son clearly doesn’t have even the first clue about it. At some point, we’ll just be blind-sided by it. In the mean time, it’s easier.
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Good for Ian’s concert performance.j
Laughed about the unopened underwear. As a Mom who raised(?) 3 boys, that is a familiar scenario. : )
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Last year’s recorder show was a bust, because he couldn’t stand the screeching, out of tune notes.
That seems like a 100% reasonable reaction to a recorder show. I’d rather listen to a bunch of kids with cymbals, triangles, and kettle drums than recorders. Or a room where people just light off 100 piccolo petes.
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Awesomeness!! Looks like I might have to listen to a recorder concert in the near future. Bleah.
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Hurray for Ian! He looks like he’s on beat with his clapping too which is hard to do…K
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Ahh, how wonderful, the performing. Brings tears to my eyes.
I just heard a lovely recorder, as part of soundtrack to a destination imagination challenge at the national competition. Of course, there was only one recorder, which making the out of tune harder to detect.
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The recorder concert was a really great South Park. Too bad there’s no way you can show it to a kid.
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