Well that was fun...

Yesterday I went to cupcakes and coffee with one of my very good pals and another woman that I've met a few times and really like.
We had a great time and as the day was winding down my cel phone rings. It's the school. I assume someone is hurt or sick so I gird my loins and answer.
Nope, this time it's the school alright but PJ is in trouble. According to the woman on the phone (Who's name I did not catch because a 6 train decided to pull into the station as she was introducing herself to me) PJ was in the office because he was unable to keep his hands to himself. They put him on the phone with me and he told me that he had jumped on another classmate.
This is not new behavior and without further conversation I knew what had taken place because it's his trouble spot.
He gets playing with a friend or classmate, gets excited and gets way way too rough. His aggression isn't out of malice or a bullying spirit. It's over excitement and impulse control issues. The issue being he has none. He doesn't think before he acts.
PJ is a good, gentle, kind kid. He would never harm anyone just for the sake of inflicting pain or being mean. He's not a mean boy. Yeah, I'm his mother but I'm telling you, he's not mean. He's not a bully. He's just a little rougher than some.
Anyone who has spent any time around my boys can testify to this.
I'm not even sure the other kid wasn't playing along. All I know is PJ got caught and (rightfully so) got in trouble.
Had the behavior gone on at home, he would have gotten in trouble here too.
I anticipated speaking to the principal at pickup and when I approached her we began talking and she led me over to his class pick up area and began to talk to the mother of another child (the one PJ jumped on - I think) telling her what had gone on.
Apparently she had no prior knowledge of what happened and got very angry (again, rightfully so). It seems that this morning, she had seen PJ tossing his backpack around and his rubber skeleton around and it caused her son to fall while they were on the stairs. I had NO idea this had happened and was all at once defensive, horrified and embarrassed.
Now I've got Lion tugging on me to leave, PJ is whining that he wants to go and I need to figure out just what the hell is going on.
This mother is now really pissed and demanding from the assistant teacher the details of what happened.
I apologized and made PJ apologize again both to the little boy and to his mother and we got the hell outta dodge.
When we got home, PJ informed me that it was NOT the same kid in both incidences but two different classmates.
SO...now I have some sleuthing to do and try to get the facts together...

Ex-er-cize

Tomorrow I get back on track. Since Christmas I'd lost around 30 pounds. Over the summer with the kids home I gained back 10.
Since my goal was to take off about 100 pounds gaining that 10 back is devastating.
I'm going to drop the kids off at school, and walk to the PATH station (according to Google Maps it's a mile) take the Ferry to Wall Street and walk up to the Central Park Zoo. (Google Maps says it's about 5 miles) Then I'll walk down to the 34th Street PATH station which is about 2.5 miles.
If my legs allow me I'll walk back to my place from the PATH station.
Total projected walk: about 9 miles

Let's see if I can do it!!!

Delacorte Clock

Kiss at Madison Square Garden!

VERY excited and happy. PT got his hands on two tickets to see Kiss at the Garden.
Section 58 Row B seats 1&2.



I get to see my Gene again...My obsession with him is silly I know but I adore that man...

::Sigh::

Today was a half a day for Lion. 8:30 to 12:30. A "get to know you" sort of a day.
When I went to pick him up his teacher told me he did well, he was "A little all over the place" but he's very sweet.
Oh and I should talk to the CST and his Advocate about getting him a one on one aide in the classroom because the second classroom assistant doesn't arrive till 1:00 each day.

WHAT?! What's this? Come on! It's day 1 of school, you've been with my kid for 4 hours! I was up all night long with a twisted gut concerned, anxious and worried about him doing well and fitting in and being understood.

For you to tell me straight out of the chute that you think he needs a 1 on 1 makes me wanna just cry.

We tried last year. We really really did try. We met with his team and the Behavioral Therapist said they didn't think it was necessary for him and wouldn't recommend one for him.

I'm afraid we are going to get blocked again this year and what if we do? What if he's denied again for a 1 on 1?
Will his teacher not be able to deal with him? Will she not WANT to deal with him? The thought of my little guy in a classroom all day long with a teacher who doesn't "get" what he needs is awful.

First Day Of School

My little Lion starts school today. PJ starts Kindergarten tomorrow. The first week is all half days (with Lion going till 12:30 and PJ going till 1:00). It's a "get to know you" kind of a week.
I'm not so worried about PJ. Hes one of those amazing kids who really and truly does bloom where he is planted. He can thrive in any situation.
The Lion however...he was the one that kept me awake last night with worry and anxiety.
If my kids were plants PJ would be a weed, able to take hold and put roots down and find his patch of sunlight wherever. He's smart and he's a mellow little guy who rolls with the punches and goes with the flow.
The Lion....well he's more like a delecate orchid. He needs just enough water, sunlight, vitamins, special soil, the air can't be too hot or too cold, he needs to be given a little more attention and a whole lot more patience than other flowers in his nursery.
Last year, I never knew what kind of day it would be till we dropped off in the classroom. He would be fine and the second we hit the door he became this hysterical creature who did not represent my son.
Sobbing, screaming, lunging for me, howling "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!"
His teacher last year was a Godsend because she totally "got" him and developed a relationship with him and I knew that when I left weather he was eating playdough or screaming at the top of his lungs, she would care for him and not lose patience with him no matter what.
She took extra time with him and gave him exactly what he needed to thrive.
Starting a new year with a new teacher (Who seems very nice and I've been told is a seasoned vet in the school system) I worry. I worry that his teacher won't have the patience to look after him the way he needs. I worry that she won't want him to be her shadow and she won't love him the way he needs.
School starts in an hour. My stomach is in knots...

Love my big son...

The Lion was running a fever and not feeling well so he and I were lying in the bed together. PJ poked his head in to inform me that
"Mommy, Daddy needs the oil"
Confused I said
"What oil PJ?"
(knowing we had just had pizza for dinner and PT wasn't cooking)
He poked his head back out to PT and said
"Daddy, Mommy wants to know what oil"
PT said something muffled that I couldn't hear and PJ poked his head back into the bedroom and said
"Daddy needs the Tin Oil. Oh, and he says you need to clean out the cabinets" and galloped away.

My kid cracks me up....