On Friday, we stayed up until after 2 am catching up with friends – While their two sons slept in our two sons beds. It was nice – But I miss my boys.
We spent our Saturday night hanging out with friends and family at a 50th wedding anniversary celebration. We had a great time – But I miss my boys.
Now, it’s Monday – And I’m on my lunch break – And it’s raining – So I’m at my desk – Eating peanut butter straight out of a jar – And the boys have been with their Dad for 2 weeks – And the kids being gone does make it easier to focus on things such as packing and moving – But I miss their laughter and the feel of their skin and their stories – So my brain wanders back to a time, 5 years ago, when ….
I’m sitting at my desk and my cell phone rings. It’s not a number that I recognize but it has the same area code as where we live.
Hi Mrs C. This is Ace’s teacher calling to tell you that he’s having a very good day today. I have you on speaker. The entire class can hear you.
25, six year olds kids shout out … Hi Mrs C. There is lots of giggling.
I laugh … Oh! Wow. Well, this is a great phone call to get.
I just wanted you to know that he’s been sitting quietly and paying attention and he and his partner have done a great job with their project we’ve been working on.
I say how proud I am of him and that I am very happy to get this news.
He sounds a little nervous as he chimes in to tell me that he is being good and to tell me about his project.
I don’t want to say anything too cheesy so I just say I love him and I am very proud of him and that he should keep it up.
The call ends with a chorus of goodbyes and I hang up – Smiling.
It was towards the end of first grade and Ace had fairly recently been diagnosed with ADHD. His 504 plan was brand new and as a part of the plan, his teachers were supposed to give him positive reinforcement. That phone call was them wasting no time in following the plan. It was the first such phone call I had ever gotten. I loved it.
In speaking with his teacher on the last day she told me that in that last month of school, she had gone on to make those phone calls to other parents as well. She did it partly because she didn’t want the other kids to feel like Ace was getting special treatment and partly because it was just nice.
For us, it had been a rough journey getting to the point where my boy got a diagnosis and where a plan was implemented – But I was happy to know that other kids were benefiting from it as well in some small way. It made me feel good to know that other parents got to share in the sweetness that was that phone call. It can make all the difference when you are at work – On a Monday – And it’s raining – And your lunch is peanut butter straight out of a jar.