Back to School, Donations, Roasted Apples & #NaBloPoMo

Although I love Connor dearly, and he is my cuddle-bug, today I am ever so thankful that he went back to school! It’s great having him around the house, but with him at school, Kyle will actually take a nap (God forbid he miss anything his big brother does!), and since he’s on inhaled steroids for the pneumonia, he talks NON-STOP. Seriously. Every. Minute. Of. The. Day. Peace and quiet are definitely under-rated!

We also donated a large play kitchen to The Epilepsy Foundation along with some toys that go with it today. Some child is going to love that kitchen as much as Connor did, and I hope they pass it on when they’re done playing with it like we did.

And as a bonus today, I’m going to give you a super-easy recipe for Roasted Oatmeal Apples!

  • 1 Apple per person
  • Quaker Instant Cinnamon Oatmeal (1 package makes around 2-3 apples, depending on how much oatmeal you want)
  • Butter
  • Raisins (if desired)
  • Brown Sugar (if desired)
  • Aluminum Foil
  1. Preheat oven to 350°.
  2. Peel and core apples – do not slice.
  3. Tear pieces of foil large enough to wrap each apple.
  4. Pour oatmeal into apple centers, top with a small pat of butter. Cover butter with more oatmeal and brown sugar if desired. (I didn’t use brown sugar, and they were still delicious!)
  5. Top with raisins (they aren’t necessary, but boy are they good!).
  6. Bake until the apples are soft (usually around 10-15 minutes for red apples, longer for green apples).
  7. Enjoy!

The beauty of the recipes I’ve been giving you is that not only do they minimize the number of dirty dishes you use, but they can also be prepared over hot coals if you enjoy having backyard campfires!

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I Hate this Place!

Our first week of kindergarten is almost over.

Thank God.

It hasn’t exactly been like what I was hoping it would be. First, Kyle seriously hates being put in the car-seat 4 times in a span of 2 1/2 hours. We have to load up, go to the school, unload, walk to the building, then Kyle and I leave and do the reverse. Then it’s the same thing to pick Connor up. Kyle gets royally pissed. By the time we get home from pick-up, he’s screaming to be out of the stupid car-seat.

Second, Connor doesn’t want to go to school. I can’t count the number of times he tells me every day that he hates that place. I know that once he gets there, he has problems listening to instructions, but that he does enjoy the stories and coloring and building things. They’ve put a reward system in place where he can earn stickers and pick a prize if he follows all the instructions, and I told them about yesterday so they’re going to implement that, but I just can’t seem to get the point across that all kids go to school, and that’s his most important job right now.

Then there’s the drop-off issues. He did fine the first day, but now he gets all clingy and wants me to stay there waiting for him or to go to class with him. Yeah, my kid has become “that” kid. I just don’t get it…he was fine at preschool, and looked forward to playing with his friends every day, and some of the same kids are in his kindergarten class. This whole clingy thing is fairly new. He even pulled it when my mother came to babysit so I could go to physical therapy. Usually, he only throws a tizzy if he forgets to say goodbye, but this is a whole new level of clingy that I haven’t seen since he was in daycare – which he hasn’t been to in just under 3 years.

I’m desperate to get his attitude turned around. I’ve tried explaining how important school is – so important that I “go” to school too, I’ve tried using playing with the other kids, I’ve even tried telling him about how kindergarten is only for big boys. Nothing seems to work. He’s really smart, too – he’s already doing basic addition and subtraction, and is teaching himself how to spell words by sounding them out.

He’s at school right now. When I dropped him off, he clung to my arm with hands like vice-grips and said “Today is a special day mamma! You can stay with me!”. Because I had told him that I can only stay at school with him on “special” days – you know, volunteering in the classroom. Doesn’t look like that may ever happen though if this keeps up. Ugh.

I would be eternally grateful if anyone has some suggestions for ways to help him like school. It’s only been a week, but it would be nice to not feel like the worst mom in the world.

Here’s a pic I took on the first day…

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