Head Start volunteer

I stayed in the classroom with my little prince today! It was kinda cute how possessive he was of me at first, holding my hand and taking me around the classroom, showing me where the books were and where he sits. A couple of little girls latched onto me soon after and he didn't mind. He mostly plays by himself there. He got upset when another boy took away the magnifying glass he was getting out for me. He was holding one and took another and I don't know if the other boy didn't think he should have two or just wanted the one Jordan took, but tried to take it away from him. That was the only problem he had all day. Well, there was the time we were lining up in the hall to go for a walk and Jordan pushed another kid down. the other kid got too close apparently! I was told that I was the first parent to volunteer in the class! It's been a month since school started and I'm the first! I couldn't believe it. I'm planning on going back tomorrow since my brother isn't allowed to leave the house when he's sick (transplant patient and all) and I take him walking every morning, normally (him being blind). I got to see a tornado drill. The principal was not impressed, though it was the first. I also got to see one of the speech therapists give my little prince a Battelle. That's a test that measures progress. I had to answer some of her questions anyway so she was glad I was there. He (according to the test) has several skills that aren't expected till age 5. That always makes a mother feel good!

School picture shoot fiasco

I had a school picture shoot Friday. I wasn't very hopeful that it would be a money maker. Still, it will get our name out there. A couple weeks ago we had a school picture shoot that took us about 2-3 hours to complete. The had about 50 students, plus staff. This new one had 5 staff and 4 students. No kidding. We got there at 9:00 to set up and started pictures about 10. We were there for 1-1/2 to 2 hours! for 9 effing people! My little prince has been having troubles with his asthma for the past couple weeks so I gave him a treatment before we left, timing it so that we would get back home just in time for the next dosage. It did NOT go as planned. Most of the staff went smoothly till the last one. She decided to finish grading a paper before coming down. We waited 5 minutes before we saw her, then she was on her way to the office to turn something in, telling us she's on her way (as she goes in the opposite direction). Took her 5 more minutes. Then she had to go to the bathroom and brush her hair (as she tells us she's "coming"). Another 5 minutes. At this time, the little prince started showing his first signs of discomfort. No emergency. Then the first student came down. While this one was being shot, the second came down and filled out his form. Wonderful! Things are getting better, right? No. He left after filling out his paper and did not come back. I had to ask one of the staff for him...after waiting 10 more minutes. He comes down, gets shot, sends the next student down. This one takes no time at all either. The little prince is quite uncomfortable now, wheezing and coughing and whining. Only 1 more student to go, but she is nowhere in sight. We waited 5 more minutes before I left our setup and told one of the staff that if there were any more students they better get down there RIGHT NOW because my son is having an asthma attack and I'm about to pack up. She tells me there is just one more and I replied that she better get down there then because I'm taking my son home. Someone went to get her out of the bathroom where she was brushing her hair. We got her shot and we packed up and came home. After all that hassle, I'm still sure we're not going to make any money at it. Oh, and while we were starting to get packed up, the director came down and asked me if the senior asked about senior pictures. I said no he hadn't. She then proceeds to tell me that he wanted some outdoor pictures taken! I told her that he'll have to call me because my son is having an asthma attack and I'm leaving. The incredible woman actually tells me that he didn't sound bad to her. I was infuriated. The gall! She actually tells me that my son doesn't sound bad...meaning, "my senior student's portraits are more important than the health of your child." BS! I can't believe it. I'm already planning on what to say to her if she asks us to come back next year. I've come up with several new and creative ways to say no.

Train ride

Last night we took our little prince on a train ride. He was excited about it all day long and kept crying because we weren't leaving to go see the train yet! We got there way too early, but there was a little museum in the depot and we got to look at the train they restored from 1911 (in pictures of course), souvenirs, and a model train set they had upstairs. We walked around outside and looked at the big train and watched them hook up the engine. Oh, the little prince was so upset when they moved the engine, he thought it was leaving without us! We rode about an hour, maybe an hour and a half round trip. When we got to our stop they had a "haunted train car" that we could walk through. It had people in makeup looking dead or like zombies, lots of fog from a machine, strobe lights everywhere, and machetes and such hanging from the ceiling. Our little guy didn't seemed fazed one iota by it. He walked through, looking at everything, and walked out the other end of the car without so much as a gasp or whimper. I was impressed. It could have scared a full grown adult but not him! He got his face painted, a little bag of candy, and a balloon! He was so excited we were only a few miles from home before he fell asleep! We promised him that since he liked it so much, we'd go back sometime. Maybe for Christmas. He was so worn out from the excitement he even told us he was ready to go home!

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