So… my darling Damien went back to school today- holidays are over. He was surprisingly reluctant to go to school. I thought he’d be keen to see his friends again and swap stories about what they’ve all been up to for the last three weeks, but no. Although our morning went a little smoother than it usually does- he still went to school on the brink of being one point short for this week because he was wearing tekkies (sneakers) with his uniform! He supposedly checked on and laid out his uniform last night- but this morning he couldn’t find his trousers and I had this yelling from his room accusing me of changing his school shoe’s laces… aaaargh (no I dunno either)! So I didn’t deduct a point- we mostly use 1 2 3 Magic- but I left it to him to explain where his shoes were. Then when I fetched him, he was nowhere to be found. I phoned and he was somewhere round the back of the school! He came running- but I took a point off for that because we’ve spoken (read: argued vociferously) on numerous occasions about him not being in the front of the school where I usually stop fetch him. So that leaves two points for the week. If he loses the other two he may not go to the mall on Friday with his friends after school.
Oh- and I might MIGHT just have found somewhere for Damien to go after school. I’m trying not to get my hopes up too much- but this is the first person not to just say “No.” outright when I enquire about after school care for a high school kid. I’ll be meeting with her soon to see if we can come to some agreement.
There Is Never An Excuse
One in three is not a statistic - one in three is a crying shame.