Social Media Doomsday

I need to take a social media break I think.  For me what it once was has changed into something I don't desire.  It use to be a place for me to stay connected to friends and family.  I used it as a means to get advice on parenting to help keep me sane.  It was simple and it read simple.  I just need a break.  So I return to my little blog.  I have to have somewhere to write it down. 

What to do when your neighbor kid keeps pulling his pants down?  I'm at a loss here.  If it happens one more time I am going to talk to his parents, but I have a sneaky suspission it won't matter to them.  His sister pulled her pants down in my front yard last summer and went potty, infront of all the kids.  I'm trying to teach my kids the ways of the world and they keep giving me great explanations of how not to behave.  Its hard because Charlie really likes playing with this kid.  I feel guilty when I think to myself that I don't like this kid, he's only 6. 

Network

Scratch that last post.  I spent the afternoon yesterday calling Doctor's offices in search of one that was accepting new patients and gives immuniztions.  Side note: How can a doctor's office call themselves a Pediatrics office if they don't do immunizations?  I found one, made an appointment, and felt accomplished.  Then the mail came and in it was my new insurance card.  Instead of the green logo that was there before now a blue one is in its place.  Small detail that changes everything.  Our new doctor is not in our network  and I have to start all over again today.  How can our network change without notice?  I will not be defeated, I will find a doctor.  I had a brief meltdown but now I see it as a challenge, a challenge to be one step ahead of my insurance.  The only bonus is that our copay went down. 

Happy Shots

I made the kids a Dr appointment today.  Charlie needs to get school ready and Abbey needs her 3rd year checkup.  Why are shots always due on thier birthdays?  Happy birthday kid, here's a shot to celebrate.  Then all day they're sleepy and crabby.  In an effort to not make Abbey dred her birthday I made thier appointment for the day before.  Subtle, but it makes a difference to me.  I'm excited to see how much they have grown and what thier percents are.  I'm hoping Abbey has thrusted out of the 20 percent but I really doubt it.  I'm guessing she's at 20 percent for her height and 60 percent for her weight.  I'm guessing that Charlie is the opposite.  My tall skinny boy, I bet he's at 20 percent for his weight and 90 percent for his height.  Its funny how my kids mirror me and Brian. 

Punishments

The last three weeks, give or take, Charlie has been having a hard time making it to the bathroom when he has to poo.  I really think its because he's busy playing a game or with legos and he doesn't want to take a break so an accident happens.  Last night was the last straw, so I'm trying something new- he's grounded.  A bit harsh for a five year old?  Maybe.  But he's going to be in school in the fall and he has to be able to take care of this stuff on his own.
  Its bizarre going through the thinking of what punishment if any to do.  When you're a kid you think your parents have this set of rules and punishments in thier heads, that they always have the answer of what to do.  Its only when you become a parent that you realize thats not the case.  It has me wondering if my parents ever look back on thier punishments they instilled and thought, man this is crazy?  Like when I got a C in gym, I had to do a mile every night on the treadmill until I brought my grade up.  Kinda crazy, kinda not crazy.  I just know that I'm entering the cause and effect part of parenting and I really want to do the right thing.  Maybe I'm not strict enough?  I am the timeout queen. I wonder if they realize timeouts aren't that big of a deal.  Maybe they're onto me.

CareBears

The new CareBears tip on the annoying scale.  Abbey loves them so we must watch them.  I find it disturbing that there is a Me Bear who stares at herself in a mirror, shouldn't that make thier care meter plumit?  I need to refamiliarize myself with these Carebear rules.

Potty

Yesterday I got to go shopping by myself.  It was heaven.  I walked around Target in a daze trying to figure out why it takes so long with two kids to get one item.  This also got me thinking that I find myself hanging out in the bathroom for much longer than neccesary.  I do believe its because somedays its the only time I get to sit down.  Sometimes its because its the only time I get to myself.  Its rarely ever because I need to clean the bathroom.  I think if I were to go run errands by myself more I wouldn't lock myself in the bathroom as much.