Confession.. My kids aren't perfect, but I still love them!

Remember the "oh no I hope they don't realize that is my kid!" part of my post on Tuesday? Yeah, today was one of those moments. Please, someone, tell me I am not the only one who has these moments?! My morning went a little something like this...

Do you blame my husband for wanting to work later?? 

Please take me with you to work next time! ;)

So here is the story behind the "yellow"...

When I went to go pick Reef up from school I noticed he had a very sad look on his face. His teacher brought him over to me and I was anticipating the "Your son keeps punching kids and can no longer attend this preschool, I'm sorry!" talk. Luckily, for him, that wasn't exactly how it went.  She felt horrible for giving him a yellow, she said that he was very upset and didn't want one, (well, duh! Who wants a yellow??) but she needed to make him realize it's not ok to walk around the house when he should be doing school work. (let me just add, I completely agree with her!!) Now, you see the part about "major crying and tears..." well, most of those were mine! It took everything in me not to cry right there in front of his teacher.. The whole time she is talking, I am thinking, "I have THAT kid??!" So, when I got home I broke down and sobbed... like a little baby.. I decided to blame it all on my hormones! I'm pregnant and very emotional, it's not because I have "that kid" right?? He is always such a sweet, loving, well behaved child. What the heck is going on?? I sat him down and had a talk with him. He just can't understand why he can't play with all the toys in the other room. His old preschool teacher let them play and preschool was fun! I tried to explain that this is a different preschool with a different teacher and she has different rules. I told him I expect more out of him and that he needs to be the good boy that I know he is. I think he got it...

I have to share this cute little story really fast. My friend Shannon asked Reef how school was.. He looked up at her and said in a very serious voice, "Not good." And just walked away. Apparently he didn't want to elaborate on the subject! :)

Now for the "Hawk mixed the greek yogurt with butter using about 4 different spoons and spatulas." text... well that is a whole other subject! The only thing I will say about that is, I wish I would have gotten some pictures to share. When I told my sister about the whole mess, she told me that by the time you grab your phone and take a picture you are a lot less angry about the whole situation... hhmm... I'll have to try that one next time!