Eli ... is ...just Eli.

Decided I'm lightening things up around here.  Had a hard week and I need to get out of my funk.  I don't like blogging when I'm in a funk.  Actually ... I don't like doing much of anything when I'm in a funk.

It's all about attitude.  I can't change anyone around me ... but me.  So, I am.

I wanna talk about Eli. He's busy.  Really busy.  Which causes me to A) be concerned or B) be irritated.

Here's what he's been busy doing ...just in the last two days ...

Dominos.  And that is awesome.  Unless it's in the middle of the kitchen while I try to cook dinner. "mom .. can you stop walking so hard because you are going to knock them all down"

 And apparently my heavy footsteps caused the fail.

 So we swim in them .. from frustration.

 or build a man ... again .. RIGHT in the middle of the kitchen floor "MOM- DON'T STEP ON HIM"

 OR ... it's kinda chilly outside .. so we will shoot the airsoft rifle from INSIDE where it's warm ...

 Targets = plastic baggies full of water.  Minus one that ended up all over me and the kitchen floor...

OR hanging from the ledge in the living room .. in boxers.  

And this child has to do homework.  Which is painful.  So painful.  I want to get my melon baller out when we do this nightly ritual.  To scoop my eyeballs out. It takes well over and hour and a half.  Mostly because he can't focus any better than a gnat.  

I documented this two nights ago.  

He had 10 sentences to write with his spelling words.  

An hour into the circus act .. he had four completed.  

"hey mom .. there's a domino under the couch"

"And I need a pretzel"

"where's my water?"

"Are my favorite jeans clean mom?  I need them for tomorrow you know.  Because if they aren't clean, we are going to have a hard morning"

"Look at my pencil - when I hold it this way I bet I can snap it in half.  Yeah. Check it out mom!"

Snap.

"well, crap ..now I don't have a pencil.  guess I can't finish my homework"

"I can't sit here anymore.  I need to lay down ..."

"I need some tape.  I have to have tape.  My folder just tore.  I cant NOT do my sentences with my folder like this"

"Look at my word mom - can you find it?  I put it on my head.  Under my hair.  You can't see it, huh?  But it's there.  Stuck to my head"

"Is this tape new?  I haven't seen this kind of tape before"

"What's a perch?  I can't use that in a sentence.  That's dumb"

"A herd of cows?  Remember that time we saw a herd of cows when they got out of the fence?  That was funny, huh mom?"

"Does this word say 'germ'?  Oh .. you told me that three times huh?

"I can't put an s on the end of the word germ.  Because I HAVE to use it just like it is"

"Infested.  I can't use that word in my sentence.  My teacher knows I don't know big words like that"

Yes.  This is homework.  EVERY SINGLE NIGHT.  I have NO clue how he gets through his school day.  Seriously.  ADD at it's best.  

His breath distracts him.  

Is that a butterfly?  .....