"She Called Me S-T-O-O-P-I-D!"

I'm ready for bed.  Tomorrow night.  Yes I am.  For some reason, I didn't sleep well last night, and when I did sleep, the Little Boy crawled into our bed.  I was awakened to a swift kick in the forehead & his drool on MY face.  I thought I'd feel better after my shower & my coffee.

Then THEY woke up.  "I'm never going to school again!", "She's ugly!", "He's getting dressed in MY spot!", "I don't want THAT for breakfast, I want my Grandpa's pancakes!", "I don't care if all my teeth are going to fall out, I am NOT brushing my teeth!", "She licked my toothbrush!", "He stuck his tongue out at me!", & my favorite (which started World War III): "He's such a liar, he said he's going to tell everyone at school that I'm really a BOY!!!  He is S-T-O-O-P-I-D!!!".  I didn't correct her spelling of stupid. I didn't even go into my talk on how I despise name calling in this house.  I know consistency is important when raising children, but some days you have to try to keep everyone alive keep calm because there's only 45 minutes left until they go to school.

They ate.  They brushed their teeth.  We got in the car & buckled up.  The Girl asked if she could join me at work tonight (I teach a family fitness class 2 evenings a week & she loves to participate).  Before I could answer, The Boy piped up & told her, "she's not taking you, because you are S-T-O-O-P-I-D!".  I kept thinking to myself, "just keep driving".

Before they got out of the van, I told each of them to ask their teacher the proper spelling of stupid & to report to me when the day is over.  So far, I've only received a phone call from one of the teachers.  Let's see if The Girl follows my instructions too....