Friday, May 07, 2004


Friday, May 07, 2004

It’s been a wicked school year. Months of trouble from the middle son. Tried Therapeutic Staff Support. Didn’t work. He’s now in a private school for kids with emotional/behavioral problems. He’s been there for about a month. The first 2 weeks they wondered why he was there he was so well behaved. Now they see what the public school was seeing. He still goes to therapy regularly. He threatened to run away yesterday. What set it off was something as simple as his sister pushing the wrong button on his radio when he asked her to turn it off and she accidentally changed stations. He threw a major tantrum. The week before he threw a tantrum about her eating a poptart and he ate cereal. And the fun never ends….
The school guidance counselor wanted us to hospitalize him in November. We didn’t. It took us 4 more months to get TSS and that only lasted about a month because they thought he needed hospitalized too. We stood our ground because that’s what he wanted. He thought he’d get a “vacation” that way. So, we pushed the alternative school placement and actually got it. Thankfully his regular therapist knows him well enough to see the same things we do. She gives it to him straight and doesn’t baby him or give him ideas about how to make everyone else’s lives miserable. She holds him accountable which is exactly what he needs.
The oldest is maintaining. He does a lot of stuff behind our backs, but so far it hasn’t harmed anyone. I think he realizes when he’s gone too far and generally backs off when he sees he has.
The youngest just wants some attention. She has such a smart alec attitude sometimes. She likes to talk back and try to make it look like she’s just being sweet and joking around. She’s lost a lot of privileges lately because of it. She drives me nuts when I reprimand her and she looks at me and smiles and says “I know”. Sometimes it feels like she’s laughing in my face.
*edited 7/9/04*
I forgot to mention that we had to have her homeroom changed because it turned out she was holding in a lot of things that were going on. She ended up admitting to me that she wanted to hide in the restroom all day because the kids STILL picked on her constantly. I called the school guidance counselor and told her this was ridiculous and that something had to be done about it. At first they were going to just talk to the kids in the homeroom, but after seeing the kids’ reactions they decided they had better move her. Her grades had started to drop again but other than that she never let on anything else was wrong until that day she cried and wanted to hide. Things did improve, including her grades after the move. I was so mad that the homeroom teacher couldn’t see what was going on and do something about it. But then, I didn’t see it either. She was pretty good at hiding it.
*end edit*
I am so glad school is almost out. It will finally give me a break and my husband can take over for awhile.


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