A First for the Book

Last week I was reading Naptime Writing, a brilliant, insightful, and often funny blog, (To check out more of these kinds of blogs, just go to my blog roll {How’s that for a plug 😉 }) she wrote about Firsts that should be in the baby book.

Friday, I was tempted to write her an email about it.

Because we had a first that wasn’t in the baby book.

And I am personally holding Nap responsible for jinxing me.

Tornado E’s first time sent to the principal’s office.

A proud moment for any mom.

I stood with the other moms, talking, as the kids were let out one by one.  The teacher would spot a parent and call the child out to hug his/her mom or just to thrust the papers at her before running off the play tag in the court yard.  (We can all thank Tornado E for that development.)  I waited, waited, and waited, noticing that moms were receiving hugs.  I was early that day, so I was a little surprised that I was waiting for so long.  Then I remembered I was waiting for my fidgeting son.

After all the moms had a child, the teacher crooked her finger at me.  I looked around and made a mental marker at where Tornado S was and proceeded to the teacher.  I thought that Tornado E had had another accident.  Awesome.

But, no.  The teacher told me Tornado E has “a rough day,” then preceded to tell me that he was sent to time out and then to the principal’s office.  For the stuff we were working on for the last year.  The not listening.  The touching other kids.  The usual Tornado E stuff.  Only that day Tornado E wouldn’t settle down, wouldn’t listen.  I asked the teacher what I could do to help.  She just told me to keep working on his issues and that she told him she would be talking to me.  Yeah, I can’t imagine that being much of a threat.

So when we got to my parents’ house, where I was making dinner for everyone, I sat Tornado E down and asked him about his day.  “Fine.”  Ok, how about this?  Why did you get in trouble?  Between what Tornado E told me (dumping out a box of toys during clean up time) and what the teacher told me, we had a long discussion over how to act in school.

Hopefully that will work.  God, I hope that’ll work.

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8 Responses to “A First for the Book”

  1. TheKitchenWitch Says:

    Hey, at least he didn’t bite a kid (or a Santa) or do something truly awful like try to scale the playground fence and escape into a neighboring field….

    Not that I would know anything about a child that behaves like that. Not at all.

  2. Ink Says:

    This will make you feel better: my eldest was sent to the principal’s office on THE VERY FIRST DAY OF KINDERGARTEN! LOL!

  3. naptimewriting Says:

    I thought touching other kids was going to become a post about *where* he touched other kids. Put it in the book, but then wait until he gets sent to the principal for touching other kids *there*.

  4. suzicate Says:

    At least your visit to the principal wasn’t because he had done anything bad. Hang in there.

  5. Jane Says:

    Yes, the dreaded first visit to the principal’s office – We needed a page for that in OUR baby books, too! You are not alone! Hugs!

  6. faemom Says:

    TKW~ I’m under the intense belief you are raising perfect angels.
    Ink~ A little. But my son is only in pre-K. So at least yours was older.
    Nap~ So let me get this straight. It’s not bad enough that my son hugs, pokes, touches, and generally annoys his classmates because he won’t respect their personal boundries, but you’re lying in wait for the comic gold that is my son turns into a sexual deviant? Anything to amuse you, Nap.
    suzicate~ No, just not listening and annoying other students. Sigh.
    Jane~ Thanks. I hope that’s a small page with lots of pictures.

  7. zeemaid Says:

    Wow, I’m amazed they send kids to the principal’s office in kindergarten. My daughter was difficult at times in class but never sent to the office. I think that’s a little intimidating to little kids.

  8. faemom Says:

    Not just kindergarten. PRE-kindergarten. It makes a mom burst with prife.

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