Creepers

I have a terrible headache. This will not be my best writing. 

Today was not my favorite. For the few steps we took forward in our behavior, we took a dozen back today. The constant noise is starting to really get to me - apparently enough to give me headaches.

Three of my boys decided that it was funny to look in the girl's bathroom today. They had to write a letter about it tonight with their parents. Little creepers.

In science, we were looking at family pictures and discussing how we are similar and different from our parents. As I was walking around, I overheard Johnny and Gavin discussing whether or not Gavin's mom is "sexy." Double creepers. (Johnny was also a bathroom peeper, the one who rubbed my belly and asked if I was pregnant, and the discusser of his love life and "no smoochy-smoochy"... I'm sensing a theme...) 

And then tonight we had Back to School Night, which was fine, but I had such a raging headache by the end of it that I could barely form coherent thoughts in my brain, all while talking in front of a room full of parents. I was really having a rough go of it. Hopefully the parents don't think I'm a weirdie.