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Jul. 16th, 2005 02:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ellyssianThe kids are outside doing some of their outdoor chores. Deb was saying they're not good at such tasks, and lack the discipline to do assignments on their own, so I developed these little "collectable chore cards" and I give them four a week each, and they have to get sign offs every Sunday. With the exception of two grass-trimming chores which are reserved for Justin, they get to choose which ones they do, and they get to choose when. The first week worked great, although they did do most of them on the last allowable day. Second week, they went on vacation for three days, and Deb decided I should extend their deadlines. Third week, they were sick, so I extended another week at Deb's request - truth was, Justin was too sick to do his, Rachel just didn't, but she is younger. So this past week, Justin's friend is over for several days and nothing gets done in the first two days, which leaves today. Deb is trying to get them another extension, which will go to great lengths to teach them the responsibility of getting something done on time.
Brandon has been a bit cranky lately, and Deb decided earlier this week that she needs a vacation. She took Justin's friend home today and is supposed to be staying away either all weekend or just for today. She's called 4 times to complain about her car. I am going to try to get her a new one in Fall of 2006, but she is convinced hers won't live that long - of course, she was saying it would die "any day now" five years ago. She stopped by, and her cousin's husband looked at and determined it was the transmission fluid leaking, and told her to get some, after filling it up. Later she called and asked why D would have told her to get transmission fluid when he gave her a bottle of power steering sealant and poured it in where the power steering fluid goes. She hung up on me when I failed to be able to provide an instant over-the-phone solution to the car problems and/or what to do on her vacation (without, as she says, money, a car, air conditioning, or a drink). And apparently the communication problem is all my fault.
Part of Brandon's crankiness is, no doubt, due to the rather prolific blooming of teeth in his ten month old mouth. He's got five visible in a quick grin, seven if you look closely, and I'm sure more are on their way.
Brandon has been a bit cranky lately, and Deb decided earlier this week that she needs a vacation. She took Justin's friend home today and is supposed to be staying away either all weekend or just for today. She's called 4 times to complain about her car. I am going to try to get her a new one in Fall of 2006, but she is convinced hers won't live that long - of course, she was saying it would die "any day now" five years ago. She stopped by, and her cousin's husband looked at and determined it was the transmission fluid leaking, and told her to get some, after filling it up. Later she called and asked why D would have told her to get transmission fluid when he gave her a bottle of power steering sealant and poured it in where the power steering fluid goes. She hung up on me when I failed to be able to provide an instant over-the-phone solution to the car problems and/or what to do on her vacation (without, as she says, money, a car, air conditioning, or a drink). And apparently the communication problem is all my fault.
Part of Brandon's crankiness is, no doubt, due to the rather prolific blooming of teeth in his ten month old mouth. He's got five visible in a quick grin, seven if you look closely, and I'm sure more are on their way.