When the puke hits the fan...

and I mean than almost literally. Lately Brantley doesn't want to go to school. Every day it's something - my stomach hurts, head hurts, back hurts, you name it. Yesterday Brantley was complaining about everything. He wasn't running a fever so I made him go to school telling him I can't tell anymore when he truly is sick because he says he's sick all the time because he doesn't want to go to school. I told his teacher we've been having issues and she didn't understand it. She says he always seems very happy at school. He has lots of friends and he's fine academically so it's a mystery why he doesn't want to go so much. I think part of it may be that he's starting to hit puberty and the moodiness is setting in. When I picked him up yesterday he still was saying he didn't feel good. He went to bed at 8:00 (on his own accord) which is really unheard of for him. And then, shortly after 10 he got out of bed and came to get us and proceeded to puke all over the house. Why can't he learn - bathroom first then call for mom and dad? Needless to say we were up to close to midnight cleaning up the mess and keeping him up until we felt like he was done. And, we are home today. I feel guilty about making him go to school yesterday but as a mom you make the best decisions you can at the time. Oh well.

Hoot Scoot and Boogie

I'm a little sad that today was Brantley's last Hoot Scoot and Boogie. I have loved his elementary school and will miss it when he moves on to middle school. Just another reminder of how life passes you by if you are not paying attention. Here is Brantley trying to dunk his third grade teacher. You would think he could hit that target but he didn't. He really liked that teacher so I think he missed on purpose. ;)

Brantley is really excited about middle school. We even drove out to see the school he will be attending. It's going to be quite a change from what we are used to. His elementary school is a mile from our house and has a before and after school program. His middle school is 8 miles - in the opposite direction of going to work - with no before or after school program. I'm sure it's going to be lots more homework, lots more activities, and lots more homework. Oh, did I mention lots more homework?