Do I have any hair left?

I'm about to pull all of my hair out. Seriously. All of it.

Every. Last. Strand.

This morning itself was good. Woke up in an oddly pleasant mood. Made breakfast. Had morning worship with the boys while they ate breakfast. Let them finish breakfast while I read the chapter for Bible class.

And it was all downhill after that.

Bible class dictation began at 8:30am. Micheal is STILL dictating, and it is now 10:17am. And it is only four verses.

While Micheal is completing his dictation, Christopher got done with his and began working on Math. The concepts he is supposed to be doing are concepts he's already learned...concepts I've gone over with him hundreds of times while he was in school. Now all of a sudden, he can't remember how to do long multiplication (409x15) or subtraction (650-45). I have a multiplication table poster board posted right in front of his desk, there's no reason he can't work through it. But when I tell him to, he gets whiny that he's confused and can't do it, when I KNOW he's done it before and CAN do it.

I want to rip all my hair out and scream like a banshee. My patience is sorely lacking. It would be one thing if he really didn't know how to do it. But I know that he can, and it aggravates me that he gets this way. He gets this way with everything that he can't answer right away. If it looks to be a little difficult, he shuts off and decides he can't do it. Just like his biological father. And when I try to point various things out, he gets all huffy with me. Boy almost got his mouth snapped earlier for being overly rude. I may be his teacher, but I am also his mother. Talk to your teacher like that and you get in trouble. Talk to your MOTHER like that and you get in BIG trouble.

Science came along and it helped us relax. First we read a bit from Madam How and Lady Why, which we read snuggled together on the couch. Then I put in the dvd The Willamette Valley and we watched it, snuggled up together on the couch.

After Science, we did History. Again, snuggled up on the couch reading from The Story of Mankind and then looking at hieroglyphics in Egypt: 4000 Years of Art. Right now (it's been a couple hours since I started writing this entry) they are doing some Geography that goes along with our History lesson.

My conclusion: Christopher hates Math, loves History. Micheal hates English, loves Science and History. I suspect Christopher will be a History Teacher, and Micheal will be an Archeologist. Time will tell.