I was watching a comedian last night and he was talking about what it is like to be married. He said once you are married, you never know who your wife is gonna be when you wake up. She may be happy, sad, bitchy.... You get the point. It got me thinking about Little Man.
I always know what kid is going to wake up. It's always the same. Slow, grumpy and tired. He is not a morning person. I'm pretty sure he got that from me. It is when I pick him up from school that I never know what kid I will get. This has been going on for a few months and it's getting old. I'm sure it will be like this for years to come and probably get worse seeins how he is only 11.
Some days I pick him up and he is just flat out pissy. Pissy with me, pissy with the little ones and pissy with the rest of the world. This kid is hard to deal with. He argues with me over everything and is a smart ass. I don't do well with this kid. When he is like this, he usually just goes to him room when we get home which is usually best.
Other days, he jumps in the car just as happy as can be. This kid is talkative, sweet, tells me he loves me over and over and plays with the little ones. He passes out hugs and kisses and actually interacts with us all. He hardly goes in his room and is agreeable to everything. This is my favorite kid. I wish he would stick around all the time.
Then we have days like yesterday. These days are weird. He got in the car all happy like he has the last few days. Toot and him were joking around and he called her crazy. Then he said he wasn't crazy, just weird. Toot said, "That's a good one. You are so funny Bubba. HAHAHAHAHA!". Then, a switch flipped and he said, "BE QUIET TOOT! I HAVE A HEADACHE!" WTH?! Where did that come from. I told him to quit being pissy and that if his head hurt so bad then he needed to lay down when we got home. This made him even more pissy. And with that, he went to him room and hid out.
An hour later, he comes out of his room and starts tickling Toot. She looked confused but went with it. She jumps at any chance to play with him. He was in a great mood the rest of the night.
I don't know if it's hormones or what but we just try and deal with it and I try and keep him in line as much as possible. I don't care what his hormones are doing, he is not going to be disrespectful to anyone. I'm kinda scared as to what it will be like when he is actually a teenager. It's like he doesn't know if he should be a little boy or a teen and feels pulled in both directions. And I thought girls were suppose to be the moody ones? Ha!
On a side note, I guess the school handled the bully situation because it has stopped completely. I'm glad he didn't have to actually fight anyone to get it to stop.