And I’m more than a little disappointed! I mean, can you blame me…? He NEVER comes right out and asks me to go to the school unless it’s something really BIG in his mind. And of course, for a brief moment he actually needed me again…
I so relish playing Damien’s advocate, and I was getting all fired up to go and give them a piece of my mind- politely of course- I don’t want them picking on my kid ‘coz I was a bitch!
Then yesterday in the car, en route to Damien’s AD/HD doctor, he tells me I don’t have to go to the school anymore.
I resisted the temptation to whine about it and plead with him to let me do it anyway… and then I asked him why- since I want to be sure he knows I won’t embarrass him and make a scene- and that its part of my job to stick up for him.
He says it’s cool. He took some of his books to school- the Warhammer Chaos Space Marines Codex and a book I gave him on drawing fantasy art- and pleaded his case both to his Afrikaans teacher and to the other teacher he was taken to (the one who did the lecturing and the praying). He said he spoke to them himself and they then both apologised to him.
I am immensely impressed at how he stuck up for himself!
Yet at the same time, I find myself once again underestimating him and wondering if he’s just telling me this so I won’t go to the school…
Every so often I wish he was still little so I could be the mommy all the time like I used to!
There Is Never An Excuse
One in three is not a statistic - one in three is a crying shame.