Hard Days

Wednesday was not a good day for Tad.

He came home from school without a “good day” hand stamp (sadly, a common occurrence recently), ended up not taking a nap at all, and then had Cubbies that evening at church.

And you can imagine how that went. He was just so wiped out that he spent most of the evening in tears. Poor kid. He did manage to say his verse, though – which earned him another patch! He did manage to wipe his eyes and hold his head up long enough to go get it.

Tad did say one funny thing right before Cubbies started, though. The kids are given free time to play at the beginning of the evening, as other kids are arriving. Tad was running around and making lots of noise – occasionally screeching – and I was continually reminding him to be quiet and use an indoor voice.

Finally, I grabbed him as he ran by me. “Tad,” I began sternly.

He looked at me and gave a half-sigh. “Indoor voice,” he said.

It would be nice if he would actually follow directions for a change… Anyway, the Webmaster sprinted him out to the car as soon as the evening was over, and he cried from exhaustion most of the way home. Once we got him home, I had him in jammies, teeth brushed, and tucked in within 20 minutes. Another 15 minutes later, the Webmaster checked on him… and he was OUT.

He slept hard all night in his bed, then woke up right on time yesterday morning for school… and came home with a hand stamp. He doesn’t have school on Fridays, so it will just be him and me while Ane is in class today.

Sometimes, we just have to survive the hard days to get to a good day. My hope – and prayer – is that there will be more good days than bad ones.

This entry was posted on Friday, January 22nd, 2010 at 12:15 am and is filed under Children, From the Church Front, School Days, Speech Therapy Saga.
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