He will have single handedly brought about the end of the world.
Since school has started he has averaged one here's-what-not-ok-thing-Blue-did-today note per week. Quite honestly, this greatly exceeded our expectations. I'm thinking Blue's gotten extra good at being sneaky or his teacher is insanely patient (She does strike me as being unusually laid back.) Because one note a week? If I were writing to his teacher about his at-home behavior he'd be getting like two, three, sometimes twenty notes a day.
And then January came. And the first week, then the second, then the third went by and... NO notes.
Smiley faces EVERY day.
I started to stock up on peanut butter and wondered if the Mayans had it... close.
As it came down to one week left I told Blue that if he managed a straight smiley face month he could plan the dessert celebration of his choice. He could order up what he wanted from me or pick the place of his choice to go out. He could make it a special Daddy or Mommy & Blue night or it could be a whole family thing - all his choice.
He was SO excited. And he knew right away - Tutti Frutti for the whole family. (In spite of the fact that I kept reminding him of a time we were at Longhorn Steakhouse and the table next to us had this mountain-sized dessert thing and didn't he want to go try that? And Kevin was like Chili's - you know you want to go to Chili's. Nope. Tutti Frutti was the only option he'd consider. The boy loves him some Tutti Frutti.
Usually he buckles under pressure.
Back when we had the Great Period of Pee Defiance, (That era should really have a name shouldn't it?) whenever I'd find a new bribe he'd come so close and then... self sabotage. Was it that he preferred his control? Or that he was testing the limits of our love? Blah blah psychobabble blah - bottom line, my carrot-dangling never worked.
So when this great Tutti Frutti reward came about I was promptly expecting a, "Blue took Johnny's lunch box and threw it on the roof." or some such note to come home, but... no.
Smiley faces EVERY DAY.
It's the end of the world. I'm telling you.
Because guess who got to go to Tutti Frutti on January 31st as promised.
But uh, as for his at-home behavior, two nights ago Blue snuck his Leapster into bed with him and was found playing it over an hour after being sent to bed and last night when Kevin went in to check on him awhile after bedtime Blue was up out of bed. he'd thrown everything from his bed onto the floor, he'd stripped down to his underwear, he'd tied the long sleeves of his pajama shirt around his waste like an apron, and he was dancing around. I picture him doing jazz hands in this scenario, but that wasn't actually part of the story Kevin told me.
I guess that means there's hope?
But this morning at the dentist he was such a sweetheart and he had his hygienist convinced he was going to grow up to be an engineer. "He's so curious about everything!"
So he can be cute and he can channel his energy for good... sometimes.
But smiley faces ALL MONTH?
Maybe a meteor will hit tonight, maybe North Korea really does have the weaponry to blow us all away and tonight's the night, or maybe the butterfly effect will just suddenly do us all in because one kid had an unprecedented streak of good behavior which resulted in a trip to Tutti Frutti which resulted in...
Don't say I didn't warn you.