Probably it was 5 months ago we punished C for lying by taking all her toys out of her room. She kept being on the verge of getting them back, when we'd catch her in another lie. So today, she came home with honor roll and I asked her, if she could "do one thing to celebrate having such a good report card, what would it be?" She asked for all her toys back, and I agreed to it.
Gregory's report card was "ok", but frankly since H and I both wanted to tell Mrs Flower to F'off for the past 4 weeks or so, when he showed his OK report card we just celebrated like it was great and asked him what he wanted to do... Tomorrow we're going to a theme park. Which is also fine.
C is upstairs playing in her room with all her new toys. B is upstairs napping. G is upstairs, doing something? Who cares! The house is quiet for probably the last time this summer vacation. Seriously, it's 10 weeks of bickering, arguing, "he said/she said", "don't wake B!", "hey, does anyone want to go to the pool?", TV watching on rainy days, craft making, summer camp attending, and traveling up and down the eastern sea board. Should be fun. And tiring.