I've Been Served...

My son just came home with a note in  his agenda about...being late for school. Yep. Today (and yesterday...) we didn't get to school until 9:30. School STARTS at 9:20. At 9:20, they eat breakfast (I think we've covered that) and evidently, due to the fact that he has been "...arriving VERY (I would underline that if I knew how to) late to school," " he is starting to miss part of his Anthology lessons and morning greeting. [Could I] try to be at school by 9 am? Thanks! Have a Fantastic Night!"

Sure--I'LL have a fantastic night. I really hate that I am THAT parent. When I taught I swore I would never (again with the never...) be THAT parent. But they are KILLING me. I am fully aware that I had to sign my children in late...AGAIN. I am fully aware that there is always SOMEONE screaming and crying at my house. Sometimes it's even the children...I am also fully aware that they need to be at school. On time. No, I'm not holding them back each morning because I want to spend more time with them--I PROMISE. And I'm pretty sure I won't have a fantastic night--but thanks for thinking of me. I'm SURE she is REALLY concerned about the kind of night I'm having.

Brayden just came to me in a panic because he forgot his ANTHOLOGY book at school. Yes, that's right, his ANTHOLOGY book. the same book that is used for the "lessons" his negligent mother can't seem to get him to SCHOOL for these days. I'm glad she noted the time. She even gave me fifteen minutes to work with. Surely I can have him to school by then.

My daughter is in her room now, crying because of the way she treated everyone this morning and because she didn't eat her lunch...again...so I gave her Rice Krispie treat from breakfast (THANKS AGAIN, SCHOOL DISTRICT...) to her siblings. Let's be honest--she's only crying because of the Rice Krispie Treat. At least SOMETHING is getting through to her. Perhaps I should dress her NOW for school TOMORROW. THEN Brayden will be there on time. Unless it's HIS turn to push me over the edge tomorrow... I'm not sure how this "tag-team" thing works exactly. Sometimes they rotate daily, sometimes weekly, sometimes hourly. they like to keep me on my toes. I'm being punished for whatever I did to those parents when I was teaching. I'M SORRY! I guess I should be prepared for tomorrow's letter of reprimand...