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There is this stuffed animal on our Christmas tree that sings a Christmas song and I never knew until the boys squeezed that toy 30 times while we were decorating. After putting up the Christmas tree, we all sat down on the couch to watch it twinkle. Andrew would run up to the tree, squeeze the stuffed animal, and try to run back and sit on the couch before it stopped singing. I guess he was trying to set the mood. He realized that this wasn’t working, and then Zion volunteered to help. They were running in circles trying to make this happen. It wasn’t long before the tree was swaying back and forth, so I told them to stop. Andrew had to try one more time. Then he was told to step away from the tree, but he felt the need to try one more time..eventually I had to drag him from the tree. It was like he could not help himself. He knew that he was going to get in trouble and could care less when it came to the musical styles of this tiny stuffed reindeer. “Just…one…more…time….mom.”
After that, we were at the table and Aidan looked up with a super disappointed look on her face and said, “MOM! We forgot to celebrate Hanukkah!” So I explained that Hanukkah and Christmas had nothing to do with each other, they just happen to be celebrated around the same time. She seemed relieved.
I wanted to comment on the “featured post”, but I couldn’t seem to make that happen. Am I stupid?
ANYWAY, you should tell Andrew that you want to teach him how to write so that he can write out ransom letters. That’s kinda pirate-y? Right?
Brandice,
My middle son is bipolar. I often feel like the school holds back telling me things. I also know that they talk about him and pass the info on to other teachers, building a reputation before he’s even in a new class. So your feelings are well-founded. It is hard to deal with a teacher once you feel betrayed by comments such as “well he/she does this often HERE…” You are left dumbfounded. I keep the mantra (only X more months and he’s outta there) going when stuff like that happens. But it shouldn’t be. Try to talk to your daughter first. It may be one kid in particular that’s making her go all drama-queen. When you find out who that kid is, watch him/her. If the kid knows you are on to him/her, chances are the pestering will die down (for awhile).
I’m surely not the best one to give advice since I go all MY MOTHER (genetic defect) on people sometimes, but I’m trying to be better with my kids’ teachers too.