Aww! He sounds so grown up. :( I'll never be ready.

At least he has a bit of his little self still left!!

Glad to know my seventh grader is not the only one that brings home the wrong books.

So long as it doesn't become his excuse to backslide into old bad habits... the occasional reality check is probably not such a bad thing. (Well, it might seem it at the time, but...)

It's nice that he's making an effort. A great first step. And I think we all "bring home the wrong book" on occasion.

Cas

I LOVE this post for two reasons:
A. He's awfully funny. Must have gotten that from you. ;)
B. It gives me hope, as we are still in the screaming/crying stage about twice a week here in the 4th grade. [Don't get me started on why they even give elementary kids homework, but that's another item for another day....]

I often wonder if Busy Boy isn't related to my daughter.

My mom made me write my papers perfectly. Imagine an 8 page pager, I'm on the last paragraph and I make a mistake. No white-out accepted. Start over.
I still have those little pencil bumps on my middle fingers.
Childhood scars...

Awwww. He's so candid. He's getting older..... ::sigh:: But holding on to his youth (which book?!) as well. :)

Dear Busy Mom,
A friend and I were trolling the internet today after talking about the plethora of absolutely asinine, narcolepsy-inducing blogs clogging up cyberspace these days. Then, we found yours. After waking up from the nap the first two entries of your blog forced me to take, I'm happy(not really) to say, yours wins today's award for The Worst Blog Ever.

First, congratulations on being busy. Really, you're busy? Amazing, you must be the only one. Perhaps you should title your blog "I Popped Out Three Kids & Gave Up Any Hope Of An Interesting/Meaningful Existence For My Busy Kids & Bored Busy Dad"

Secondly, if you insist on blogging, tell us something interesting. Something along the lines of, "The Ways A Bored Housewife Deal With The Horrible Monotony Of Domestic Life" That, I would read. Daily. So, for heaven's sake, tell us something funny, disgusting, or absurd. Blogs are intended to document the interesting, not the mundane.(Sorry, being busy does not qualify as interesting, while a stray dog eating your cat, hell yes - that is absolutely fascinating. And not just because cats are furry, four legged devil incarnates.)

Good luck, and again, congratulations on winning the August 27th, 2008 Award for The Worst Blog Ever!

Regards,
John

p.s. For an example of a blog full of wit and humor, refer to www.takeareprot.com

Yes, "troll" being the operative word.

BusyMom,

You know what I love? The fact that while you have three children at extremely impressionable ages and lead an allegedly "busy" life, you manage to find time to address your hate mail with such speed.

Kreiness is absolutely right: you woke up on Friday morning, realized that you have the cookie-cutter, white-picket, 2.3-children-and-a-dog, house-in-the-suburbs-that's-half-paid-off lifestyle and felt the desire--nay, the COMPULSION--to share with the world what kind of coffee you drink. The shame here isn't on you, specifically. It's on the society that has produced so much excess that you literally have nothing better than to write your "Coffee of the Day" to your marginally-less egregiously inane audience.

I hope every time you or any of your readers see video of Sudan or fighting in South Ossetia, you realize that your puling, whining drivel about having an extra dog around the house is an awful example of 21st Century American extravagance. For goodness sake, put an end to this literary abortion and spend your 45 minutes a day making care packages for soldiers or feeding the homeless. The world needs warm blankets and hot meals slightly more than it needs quotes from your six-year old about Sponge Bob.

You know, I often wonder what kind of person feels the need to write something mean and hateful instead of just moving on. Well world, now we now. Striffler, I truly feel sorry for you.
Busy Mom...you rock.
dawn

You know the reason that I started reading the Busy Blog was because I enjoyed the cute kid stories. I still read because I enjoy the cute kid stories. For myself, and probably many other readers, we read so that we can have a break from the reality of the war and hate in the world. If I wanted war news, I would go to CNN.com, but I want cute kid stories so I come to busymom.net.

P.S. If my Chihuahua would allow me to have another dog, I would so drive up there and get the extra dog.

Oh holy crap. Well, it's my first time here. I thought your post was sweet and perfect in describing a time in life when you're maturing and taking responsibility yet still find out you need your mom.

Then I go to comment and see such nastiness and truly needless trolling. I'm sorry that you had to deal with all that.

Well, like Anissa above me, this is my first time here and I am feeling sorry for you with the comments. Anywho. Love the story about your son. I'm living that life myself with my 14 year old. I thought he was finally managing on his own only to see him sneaking to his room the other day with a folder behind his back. It was all of his Latin work that he was too lazy to put in the notebook. And he gets a grade on the notebook. I keep telling myself it will kick in - sooner or later.