mean mothering and 11 year olds........

so ian has informed nearly everyone that talks to him that i have been mean to him lately because i have been yelling at him and making him behave. he didn't realize the value of getting ready for school on time today until we decided that he could walk to school instead of riding with the other kids since he chose to drag his feet excessivly eating, getting dressed and brushing his hair and teeth. he also did not see the value in coming to work today after school until i told him he would be fired and not have a job unless he showed up and worked with a good attitude (although he does see the value in having the money in the end to buy the used game system he has been paying a friend for).................... he did not see the use in keeping his mouth shut that miss terry bought him a small blizzard since he was sitting in the front seat and the other kids got star bars as treats the other day. he had to try to get a reaction (with no results) out of them that he had better ice-cream than them. that is the last time he will be getting something different. he decided last night that he could eat before all of the rest of us at dinner (for mothers day) and came waltzing out of the house with a plate of pasta salad. upon being told that he could eat with the rest of us, he chose to throw a fit, talk back and end up in time out until he could change his attitude. so, i am a mean mother, and for the record, i don't care. on the other hand, yesterday owen wrote me a letter for mothers day. it read " dear mom, thank you for feading us, thank you for reading us stories, thank you for letting us pick the stories, i like when you tuk us in. thank you for taking us to the beach. i love building sand casles. love, owen " yes, i copied the spelling too because that is still cute. jule bug had fun all day, still loves me and rode his bike every chance he got and invited aunt rachel to ride with him, which she did after dinner. so, all is well, normal and never boring!. ......... until next time........