Bad Days

Okay so in my last blog I was honest about my fears of homeschooling in the beginning and also the on going fears. Now, forgive me, those of you who will condemn me for putting honest and true life and feeling into this blog, but it is my blog and I don't aspire to be anyone but who I am.
On with it, yesterday was a "very bad terrible day" (from the book: Alexanders Bad Day, very cute kids book) I read for a while out loud and Michala could not narrate back what I read because the 18 year old was busy interrupting me and goofing off. Which has been a constant issue, so mommy and cousin (me, one in the same) had to put the crabby face on and scold a person who is supposed to be an adult and send her up to do her own school work in her room. And the second oldest was ordered to reread what I had just read and do without read aloud time until who knows when. I don't enjoy wasting my time and getting a sore throat for nothing. While Carmin the youngest told me the story finished her work and was the only thing that kept me from loosing my mind and patience at the moment. This is when Dad woke up (he works nights) and wondered why Mom was in a foul mood. Surprisingly at the end of the day Hannah was speaking to me. So now today as punishment both girls spend the day doing school work in their rooms and Carmin gets my full attention for the morning. So, will this teach them to be diligent or just afraid of moms (cousins) wrath? I loose my patients when I make an effort to make learning fun and people don't take it seriously. I suppose I wouldn't be a very good unschooler. So, ladies, this is an honest bad day in the life of one homeschooling mother (or cousin).