Today was a much needed day off from work: November 11th is a Stat. Holiday for canadian federal employees... and I'm one of them
The day was spent doing things I enjoy, like reading several of my favorite magazines, perusing scrumptious festive recipes and enjoying a nice
with special friends. What a wonderful day.... if only it hadn't also included dishes and laundry
I'm also enjoying the fact that I've been really good at following my program and I already see the results: my tummy is going down and my energy is going up
Last night was Parents' night at DS's school and I talked to both a few of his teachers and the school's principal (a doll of a guy who's really well loved by the students) and the unit's principal and we all agreed on a strategy to ensure that DS stays in school. I also explained that one of the reasons he expects to go home when he acts up is because the grade school's direction would always send him home at the slightest problem: it's new to both him and us that they actually want
him to stay in school
Yesterday morning, he didn't want to go to school and started up with the four boys following him on the bus and harassing him. And he went on and on. We tried to deal with it with DH bringing his new video game (Halo 2) to work with him. That wasn't enough. So I called his aide and let her know that he was being harassed and that she needed to ensure that he was safe. That wasn't enough. So, I then had a brilliant
: I told him that, once the day started, I would call the principal and that he would make sure that he was safe. Of course, just telling him I would do it was not enough: so there I go, leaving a message on the poor Principal's voice mail. And, having learned that I had to ensure that I wasn't putting DS's words in question (of course, I was), I couldn't let on that it was really ok to ignore the message.
That poor guy must have thought I
had lost my mind
Thankfully, he really is a very nice man and very good natured. He just passed it on to the unit principal who called me about it. And I had an opportunity to appologize to the poor man last night.
Of course, it never came to mind that I could just have pretended to call the principal: I could just as well have called my own voice mail and left a message to myself
Oh well, it's not always easy to think clearly at 7 am with a rebellious kid pretending to be in a paranoid state
All is well, though, and he did stay in school. Hopefully, DH won't have too much of hard time tomorrow, sending him to school in the afternoon, to make up for all the time he missed &lt;keeping fingers crossed&gt;