God & Red40

This evening we took the boys to dinner at Cheddars.  We got into this discussion about God and how He's been speaking to my son.  He said God told him today to share his Reese's pieces that he got from the treasure box with his friends, so he did, with 2 little girls who are always mean to him.  He said he asked them if they knew why he shared with them, they said no, he told them that God told him to, they said "okay."  I am proud that he is not scared to share his faith at such a young age.
I also hate that he sometimes gets a bad wrap at school.  He's been complaining that he wants to be homeschooled and that the kids are mean to him.  I don't like that he is struggling so much.  He's so smart!  They keep telling me that he can't seem to focus, and I've heard this same song and dance so many times with regards to my oldest son.  Apparently it was bad enough that it was referred to a "social worker" who called me today to inform me that she's heard about him having behavioral issues and wondered if we needed assistance.  I kindly declined and explained that all is well and he's 9 and is expressing his independence.  He's a good kid and he's smart.  And I already have an autistic child, so I know what to look for.  I guess she heard enough, she told me that she didn't need to talk to me anymore, and that it sounded like I had had everything under control and she didn't understand why he was referred.  So glad someone finally understood me!

My #1 child is completely out of control right now.  He came home heavily loaded down with attitude.  He got upset that someone in his class was trying to help him glue stuff and he "didn't want any help, because I can do it myself!"  Wow.  He's not normally that passionate about doing stuff for himself.  He's been so off the chain lately.  I'm going to have to start closely watching what he gets to eat, again.  Hopefully I can get to the bottom of what's going on.

God please take care of my boys and guide me and my hubby in raising them.

Lawnmower Hugs and Crayon Dreams

I don't know what has gotten into you these days.  Everything I say, you have a negative and sarcastic rebuttal for.  You certainly don't 'sound' like a 9 year old!  I don't know what to do to straighten you out.  Lord, help me survive this kids childhood.  Apparently your teacher took away 5 days of recess because you were a chatterbox at school yesterday and you can home complaining that everyone in your class hates you and that you want to be homeschooled.....hmmm.
The one cute thing you did this week was come home with a new piece of art - a picture of our puppy Bosco.  It was very good!  Equaling the highlight of my week :) I'm not sure if that's really really sad or a good thing.

And you my Jare, goodness.  Your teachers just discovered (last Friday) that you've been off meds since December.  Funny they didn't notice sooner!  I guess the meds weren't working as well as we thought.  Took them 3 months to figure it out.  So glad I made the decision to take you off.  Thank God for His confirmation that I am doing the right thing!  I hated you having to take meds and poison your body.  So we are going to handle your autism head on, day by day, drug-free.  I'm happy about that!
Sunday night you hugged the lawnmower goodbye as Uncle Cecil was loading into his truck to borrow.  Dont worry, your 'linemower' will be back soon, son.  Today you brought me a new piece of art as well.... A picture you drew of the brown truck, the red truck and the blue truck! I think you like our trucks.

I love you my dirty nerdys <3