This was stuck in drafts from late May so I am posting without edits so I can start writing an update.
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I thought about posting last week multiple times, but as expected, it just didn’t happen.
Last week was hella stressful as anticipated, but everything got done. I made both music shows despite J having zero regard for me getting to work. Tuesday he was particularly trying as he was up early, dressed, etc, but just refused to get in the car. He was stuck cuddling on the couch with a cat that didn’t want to be cuddled. But he wasn’t hurting her or being exceptionally annoying—if he could only stay still I bet she would sleep on him. I said I wouldn’t attend his show, which he wanted me to do, but in the end couldn’t stick to it. And he did a great job, for which I’m very grateful. Sure, he got bored towards the end and kept playing with a set decoration, but it’s my understanding it was the third performance of the day so I can’t fault him too much.
I am grateful that A seemed to not hate his music show, seemingly singing each song and dancing the electric slide like a pro. He did a great job playing a drum resulting in a lovely email from the teacher. She tooted her own horn is referencing her earlier decision to switch his classes, but I could care less how disagreeable people are to me so long as they are kind to my children, which she seems to be.
I am grateful the boys got to sleep at their grandparents. Since J is staying up late at home and I no longer have a magic ability to get him to sleep, it doesn’t matter as much. Sure the toxic food is a problem, but there have been at least modest efforts to reduce the sugar. Plus, he inhaled 40 grams of sugar at home yesterday because i trusted him to stop wit the fruit snacks. Sure, A stays up too late but he also doesn’t have as much to do on Saturdays.
