What should I write about?
I could mention that one of Ace’s friends was giving him props and said “You my nigga” to which Ace promptly responded, “No. I’m not. I don’t like that word.” And how proud I was of him that he spoke up even though it was from a friend and not intended to be demeaning or insulting and even though it had the potential to turn what had been a pleasant moment into something more serious and uncomfortable.
I could tell you that Jay came home complaining about another student and during his rant, he said among other things, “… he’s retarded” and I was completely taken aback by that word choice. I let Jay finish and then we had a discussion about the word “retard” and that it’s not the correct word to use because it’s insulting to people who have an actual medical issue or disability. I suggested other words that he could use instead and was very pleased when he said, “Oh yes, that makes sense. I won’t use that word anymore. Well, he’s a total jerk and you should talk to his mom.”
Ooh, can we talk about how Jay had a project at school where he was supposed to make a plant cell model? At least, that’s what he told me the project was. I spent time on the weekend getting necessary supplies. I took a minute to complain about having to do a project on Facebook. We built (what I thought) was an awesome plant cell and Jay took it to school. ONLY FOR IT TO BE WRONG. Ugh! I got a call from the teacher explaining that Jay had not accurately understood what the project was so we need to do it all over. There is a part of me that fully appreciates how willing the teachers are to give us more time and how they tried to not make it into a big deal by saying “He just took the assignment too literally and you know, once he has an idea in his head, he gets stuck on that. We won’t grade his project until Thursday so you can work on it. It won’t take too long. And we’ll talk with him today and give him some examples and maybe have him look at some of the other kids projects to make sure he understands before he comes home.” There is also a part of me that’s like “NOOOOOO. NO MORE PROJECTS!!!!!! How bad would it really be if he got a zero this one time? And seriously, who gives 5th graders nothing but verbal instructions on a project? Not everyone processes the same way. It would have been lovely if, in addition, to the verbal instructions given in class, they also sent home written instructions. Plus, I feel badly for him because he really hates not understanding things because it makes him feel stupid; which he certainly is NOT, so having to do the entire thing again will not go over well.” (Spoiler alert: I won’t actually let him get a zero.) But this will make 3 projects in 5 days. 2 of which needed to be done the night before they were due so that’s no fun for Mom.
Let’s end on a high note.
The 15 minute commute is going swimmingly. Yesterday, I got home at 4:30, and was able to take the boys to Chuck E Cheese for Jays school spirit night. They had a great time, which means I had a great time. We got home and were all ready for bed by 8, after having done homework, cleaned the bathroom, taken out garbage, had a very fun pillow fight, done nightly reading, talked on the phone, ironed clothes and tidied rooms.
This morning, I set my alarm for 7am, showered/dressed, hung out with the older boy a little bit while I made tea and then we both walked out the door together. I made it to work at 7:55. Simply wonderful!!!