by 123pizza on December 1, 2007
Yesterday my husband and I made one of the biggest decisions of our lives. We chose to remove our kiddos from their private school and enroll them in public school. It was a difficult decision and one that we have been debating for quite some time (you can read Quandary to get some background info).
I am still recovering from the emotional turmoil I have had for quite some time. I think it is very sad when I have to remove my kiddos from a private school and put them in public school just so they can be treated as people. I am trying hard to not be bitter (mostly I’m sad) at the way one of my kiddos was treated by his teacher and the principal. I am still reeling from the way the principal handled things (such as calling at 9:00 in the evening to tell me she has decided to suspend my kiddo). Tell me where is the professionalism in that? Is this normal practice for educational institutions?
That was the final straw. That next day I enrolled our kiddos in public school and withdrew them from their private school. It was an emotional day. I grieved the loss of our old school because we entrusted our kiddos to them and they failed us. We were not treated with the manner in which they pride themselves in.
I feel good about our decision. The school they will be attending will have the resources we need to help our kiddos especially the one that was suspended. Our old school isn’t equipped to handle children outside of the norm. In all actuality our kiddos will probably fare better at this new school.
I am thankful for being able to see God’s hand in all of this. From the moment we made the decision to move He found us a school and there is too much to list…God was definitely in the midst of my storm and helped me safely to the other side. Thank you Lord.
I do not expect this new school to be perfect however I do expect my kiddos to be nurtured, loved, and treat with dignity.
by 123pizza on November 23, 2007
I must be absolutely crazy because I have taken in two extra children for the day and then suggested they spend the night. What am I thinking? Not only did I do that…I put the two eight year old boys (best friends) in the same room…and let the two year old have her friend sleep in her bed.
Quick…guess which set went to sleep first? Did you guess the two year old? Correct! The two year old and her friend went to sleep first. Amazing considering she has never had anyone sleep with her before so she was excited.
The boys…well…they finally settled down after I threatened to call the other boy’s mom to come get him. He knows I’m serious considering his mom is Best Friend. Sad thing is it was my son who wouldn’t leave him alone. I told him to come tell me if my son kept bothering him. I’m not sure what I would have done since I couldn’t call the other kid’s mom because…well…it’s me. Thankfully my son left him alone.
For those of you that know I have three kiddos the extra kiddo went to sleep in my bed. It’s a rare privilege to sleep in our bed so since he didn’t have a friend to sleep with he gets to sleep with me.
Yes, I am definitely loosing my mind. Thank goodness I have plenty of Coke Zero to drink (thanks to Best Friend) to make up for my temporary loss of sanity.
I do have to say that all five kiddos behaved excellently and we had lots of fun.
by 123pizza on November 11, 2007
One of the things I don’t like about being sick (besides the fact that I feel miserable) is it really puts a damper on my social life. Once people realize you are sick they run away from you as fast as they can and it’s not like I’m a good enough actress to fake being well so they can tell I’m sick immediately.
It’s not fun being quarantined at home with nowhere to go and no Wal-mart does not count. When I get to the point that I am going to Wal-Mart for social hour please put me in the nearest mental institution as soon as possible. Not that going to Wal-Mart for social hour is a bad thing it’s just not something I want to do and don’t picture myself doing. Ever.
So I’m stuck at home with my sick self, my sick hubby, my oldest kiddo who’s bored, my second kiddo who doesn’t know how to be quiet and youngest kiddo who’s two. Yeah, we are a lot of fun.
It could be worse, we could all five be sick and then I’d really have a melt down. I am anxiously awaiting the moment I am no longer sick so I can socialize with my friends and have a life again. Until then I will go knit.
by 123pizza on November 7, 2007
Ok…it’s my hubby’s blog but it’s excellent anyway. You’ll have a chance to see the man I fell in love with and you’ll see the man I get frustrated with at times for his political views. Needless to say, he has a lot of good info and doesn’t just spout off the top of his head. He thinks about what he wants to say and actually backs it up. He also doesn’t care whether you agree with him or not. He’s not afraid to say what he feels needs to be said. So be sure to check out 123pizza.org/rant to see what he has to say.
by 123pizza on October 15, 2007
Once when oldest kiddo was younger he asked hubby for a bedtime story. This is the story hubby gave him.
Once upon a time, there was a little boy who asked his dad for a story and his dad said, “Once upon a time, there was little boy who asked his dad for a story and his dad said, “Once upon a time, there was a little boy who asked his dad for a story and his dad said, “Once upon a time, there was a little boy who asked his dad for a story and his dad said…
Kiddos were rolling on the floor laughing. Needless to say, that story has become a staple in our household and has had a few variations over time but it is still a family favorite.
