The sickest part is that she told me that she needed me to come into the school with her but it would be completely unacceptable to actually have me do it. She got out of the car and saw Little S who was previously her bestest friend before the bully incident and she betrayed her the most. She has seen her and hung out with her periodically over the summer but Little S gave her the cold shoulder and went over to Left out Lucy and the other group of girls who where the hard core bullies as well and they pointed and talked about my sweet girl. I fear middle school is going to be a really hard year. I need to find a way to get involved with this school. I think I'll peruse their website for the volunteer sign up sheet. Did I mention she wants her hair dyed bright blue. I think I just puked in my mouth a little. I'm really trying not to be that controlling mom.
I still hope this turns out to be a good year. At the moment she seems to be getting horrid nose bleeds every time she's stressed. Aghhhhhhhhhhh
Then there is the sweet little peanut who went to her old classroom for the first day of class because that was what we were supposed to do. We did not however bring any backpack, school supplies and indoor shoes and some of the kids did. Keep in mind this little girl is in the groove of last year thinking same room, same kids, same teacher and without the proper tools for the day the teacher would ordinarily be disappointed in them. The crocodile tears welled up in her eyes and I quickly took her over to her favorite teacher ever whom she was sure she was about to disappoint. Teacher quickly informed my peanut that she was not supposed to bring anything to school today. Not even indoor shoes. Then the teacher showed peanut how she kept her crayons and notebook from last year so they could use it today on the very first day of grade 2 while they figure out who goes to which class for next week. PHEWWWWW!!! Crisis averted. Me thinks there was some first day jitters that she kept very silent about. Maybe it was amongst the hair hacking of her sister coupled with chronic nose bleeds that landed us with a trip to the hospital. Poor sweet pea.
The teenager however could NOT. WAIT. ANOTHER. SECOND. to get back to school. He was up at 6:00 am showered and dressed in his new attire. Then he paced around the house till I dropped him off. What the heck? That was way too easy. I didn't even have to wake him up 20 times threatening to pour water on him. Seriously... what's up with that.?? Grade 10...is it the magical year that they are finished with the dreaded adolescent defiance. Whatever it is.... for now I will bask in the bliss of the compliant kid.
1 more hour till my littlest one can be picked up...... Ahhhhh I hope the pre teen is OK and having the funnest day of her life.
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