A Day In the Life

First of all I will try to be a better blog poster. I know I have been a slacker.

This week went very well. I mustered up the courage to let the kids ride the bus in the mornings. I was really nervous about Alyssa doing that. I did tell her that she had to sit right behind Ms. Tinsley, so far she has done that. And she is so excited to be riding the bus. She has gotten up everyday without argument. So that has been a blessing. Trent well... that's another story.

They both seem to really like their classes so far. Yesterday I received a letter from Ms. D. (principal) that there had been several new registrations for kindergarten and that they will have to "restructure" the classes and move some around. I don't think that is will effect Alyssa because she is on what they call a 504 (because of the Brittle Bones) but I guess I will find out today or Monday. *** Ok, Ms. Calhoun now is your chance *** Just kidding. When I spoke to her on Tuesday she said that Alyssa was an **** now get this**** AN ANGEL. Don't worry Ms. Calhoun this is just the first week...lol.

Everyday when I get home I immediately check their folders and see what homework they need to get done. On Wednesday I noticed that her lunchbox was missing from the pile of bookbags, shoes etc that they seem to love the throw down in the kitchen.... I thought to myself that she must had forgotten it at school. No big deal... I was wrong. She came a "bopping" into the kitchen opening up the refrigerator... "Look Mom, I already packed my lunch for tomorrow." Sure enough I looked into the lunchbox. She had made her turkey sandwich, gotten a juicebox, her carrots/ranch and stick of cheese. What a great helper.... She didn't dare make Trent's though. He would have had a fit if she had touched his food with her bare hands..

Yesterday I must had received 5 calls from Trent on my cell phone while I was at work. It must have my number memorized. Here was one conversation....

Son: "Mom, its Trent!"
Mom trying to work: "Hey, buddy watcha doing?"
Son starting to cry.....and the hurtful cry not the winy one..."Momma, Alyssa called me a Butt at school."
Mom trying not to laugh. "Well that wasn't nice. I will talk to her when I get home."
Son still crying and getting very emotional: "No, mom she called me a Butt in front of the entire Afterschool class...... and they all laughed."
By this time Alyssa had picked up on the line.....
Daughter so matter-of-fact: "Hey, Momma! When you coming home?"
Mom: "Alyssa did you call your brother a name at school. You shouldn't call your brother names at school. We don't say the word Butt at all do you understand?"
Daughter: "I didn't call him Butt, I called him Bubba"

I know for a fact that she has never called him Bubba and is clearly lying through her teeth....
Mom: "Alyssa don't do it again." Alyssa hung up.
Trent was still crying at this point... to the point of sniffling.
Mom: Trent we will talk about this when I get home.
Son: "But they all laughed"
Mom: "Trent I am working..... We will talk about it later."

So when I got home Alyssa still denied the Butt calling at first. Then she went up to Trent in a sweet voice, "I'm Sorry." I tried to explain to Trent that he shouldn't get so upset because someone called him a name, especially his sister. But in fairness he has been so mean to her for a couple of months about little things. So she found a way to get him back I guess. Soon he will learn to be nice to her. I told him.... it could have been worse.