Owning to Middle Schoolers

Middle Schoolers are a unique breed. I teach them all day and am lucky enough to bring two of them home every day. Long ago, when my sweet baby Kayla was sweet and precious with hairbows and white Keds I made her sign a contract which stated that if I told her her hair needed help, her outfit was horrid or her make up looked like a clown she would listen to me and let me help. So far so good. She listens for the most part and this has made me happy. Until recently. My child is "well developed" and we all know it and for a while the adults were the only ones who did, but recently my adorable hairbow wearin daughter has discovered her assets. I bet I have adjusted her shirts, pulled up on them or made her change them at least 15 times a day. I do not think my sweet angel is trying to show the goods, I think she thinks she looks good. So, because of this, I have decided to implement school uniforms for next for my children. My middle schoolers will be wearing polos and khakis and Keds. End of discussion.

My reason for Tate wearing a uniform is completely different that Kayla's. Tate dresses like his Papa. There is absolutely no telling what he is going to come out of his room wearing and no telling how many times he is going to change his clothes everyday. He firmly believes that you should wear a different shirt for every activity he does. There is a eating breakfast shirt, a going to the bathroom shirt, a going outside to shoot birds shirt, then he must change in to a watching TV shirt, and on and on. And the same goes for his shoes. And don't even get me started on his socks. I am so stinkin elated if he is wearing white or black socks and tennis shoes. NO COLORED SOCKS, NO BLACK SOCKS WITH FLIP FLOPS, AND NO SOCKS THAT COULD STAND ON THERE OWN. Someone please tell me that boys eventually develop some sort of fashion sense.

Middle schoolers believe they are right, wear their feelings on their sleeves and are quite confident that they are adults and should be treated as such. Until they want a goodnight kiss or a cuddle time with mom or dad or a good game of hide and seek. Then I see a resemblance of the hairbow and Ked wearin children I once knew.