His Pocket

Sigh..... I asked Jack for his library card this morning. I had given it to him yesterday so he could get a book on the book mobile. "It's in my pants from yesterday."

I cautiously put my hand in his little pocket(I'm always on the alert for something to bite me). I swear the boy could last 4 days in the wilderness from what he has in his pockets. There was trail mix, that he had bought at lunch and was going to give to his sister - but forgot, 2 Pok'e mon cards, a tiny pencil with the eraser chewed off. I found two pennies in the other pocket, a folded math paper, a cap from a milk carton (that he kept from lunch so he could play with Rexie later on), a Crusader cash, and his library card.

Between his pockets and his backpack it's scary what the boy deems "important" enough to hang on to. (rolling my eyes)

We're on day #3 of him wearing nail polish. He said some kids laughed at him - but not that many. I don't know if I should be proud that he doesn't give in to peer pressure or ashamed.

Jack decided today, that since Sally goes to school early on Tues and Thursdays, he should then walk by himself to school. When I agreed and told him he could go right then he changed his tune. He'd start next Tuesday. I swear sometimes that boy seems to just say things to see if he can manipulate his way. Almost like his life isn't right unless he's being persecuted.

Sally, on the other hand is always in a good mood and always happy for ANYTHING! I got a big thank you today because her Staley shirt was clean and that I had it all ready for her to wear today. You just never know.........