The kids... are doing poorly. They are still both home.
T started the day sobbing and screaming at me for ALWAYS waking him up when he is so tired. Then, he wouldn't let me get him out of bed. It's gone from bad to worse in regards to him. He THINKS he is staying home--thus all is right in his world. T is in for a rude awakening--and he thought he already had that. Mondays suck for T.
B is capitalizing on my rough morning and piggy-backing T's bad day. She keeps telling me how tired she is. HAH! I was up until nearly four a.m. with insomnia. She is preaching to the choir. I'd planned on breaking the rules and going back to sleep after I sent them to school.
Time to brave the tempest... wish me luck.