Even at No Excuses, there is ONE child that is exactly what the dictionary describes:
A person regarded as flighty, thoughtless, or disorganized.
a person who is incapable of serious thought or concentration.
Unfortunately we do have one of those; our youngest school aged student, the Prep or Kindergarten (if you are from NSW). This particular child seems to have a great nack for loosing things OVER NIGHT while he is sleeping. No amount of preparing the night before so far has solved his problem. It is almost as if I have some evil night fairies that insist on causing havoc. And this particular week, he has been sending everyone around the bend (and it’s only Wednesday). School mornings are such a hassle and it takes forever to get this little guy in the car.
Monday morning, his black school shoes were missing “they are NOT IN MY BOX” he states. If he actually looked in HIS box UNDER the blanket, he may have well and truly found them. His tie was also not to be found….. although it was hanging on the end of his bed.
Monday afternoon, I got an email from his teacher “your son did not bring his homework book and diary to school today, so I have have put his homework sheet into his blazer pocket. Please search his pockets if he forgets to give this to you” (his teacher knows him too well). Of course I had to search his pockets. However, it then took another hour to actually find his homework book and diary in the house *sigh*.
Tuesday morning, we couldn’t find his school bag and spent the morning searching again….where was it……under his bed.
Wednesday morning (today), he had no socks … OH and a white shirt. Yelling from his room “SOMEONE GET ME A SHIRT”, of course this was not exactly his fault as I haven’t had a chance to iron any this week, but they are in a pile ready to go (not that ironing a school shirt does much for a boy, as they come home looking like feral little animals anyway ~ white shirts don’t stay crease or stain free).
The shirt was put onto the lounge for him, yet he still thought it would just float into his hands all the way up to his room (I may have a twitch in my nose from hay-fever however it doesn’t work like Samantha from Bewitched); “YOUR SHIRT IS ON THE LOUNGE, COME AND GET IT” was my reply. As for his socks…… those were in his pile of clean washing that HE had not put away.
After I dropped the children to school, I then had to drove to an orthodontist appointment for two of my older girls; afterwards we quickly ducked into ALDI on the way home (for milk and bread) and low and behold in Aldi, I get a phone call from school: “your youngest prep student hasn’t any lunch today, we managed to rummage around and find a snack for recess, however he will need lunch for later”. You can only imagine what I was thinking, unfortunately it also was not lunch order day at school, so instead of heading for school to drop the girls back, we had to make a trip back home first and there his lunch box was, sitting on the bench top.
Perhaps some of you are thinking ~ how did we miss that? Well, you try getting 7 heads into the car on time….(besides we were searching for a shirt and socks weren’t we).
So here I sit, laying out our troubles on the blog; I am seriously going to put my thinking cap on to try and organise this BOY better (even though I already have a system in place for the boys room; their shoes, school uniforms and such) there has to be an easier way…though what I have in place has been working fine…for the 8 yr old. I am also wondering what else we may need to contend with for the rest of this week (and YES, I am *sighing* again).
Who else has a child like I described above?