We survived our first week with our new crazy schedule.

I am enjoying working with my students at school. The classroom routine really just started to get established on Friday, so I’m eager to see how things go once we’re into a regular schedule there. I feel a bit rushed in the morning (and after school) to get everyone to where they need to be at the right time, but hopefully that will get easier with time, too.

Christian finally decided that school will be a good thing again. (Whew!) We were all happy that Miss R is his bus driver for both before AND after school. She and Christian just have an amazing understanding and trust with each other. I feel 100% safe having her transport Christian. (I’d love to keep her as his bus driver as long as he’s in school!) School seems to be going well for Christian. He is greeting people and using their names. He is taking charge of his routine in the lunchroom and no longer needs to have an adult sitting immediately next to him. (HUGE!) He is having some issues with tearing up paper (i.e. worksheets) and we have seen this behavior at home over the summer. I’m hoping we can figure out how to solve this, but I’m excited that things have been going as well as they have so far.

Olivia has been loving school. (She’s 2-1/2 weeks in already.) I’m not sure that she enjoys going to both before and after school care this year, she’s surviving. 😉 (Last year she constantly asked to stay. You’d think she’d be happier that she has to now!) She and I are still figuring out how to efficiently get out of the house in the morning, but I’m sure we’ll have it figured out by Christmas. 😉

Brian has been coming home to get Christian on and off the bus. It sounds like that is going well and that Christian is enjoying some “guy time” with Daddy. 🙂 (I don’t think Brian minds either.)

I hoping that next week goes as well as this week has…



[sigh]  This week is the start of a major change in routine…

We are back from vacation — leaving Olivia bored (since she had so many people to talk to and play with for the last week) and Christian wanting to swim and go for boat rides.  This is the closest that I can offer —

Summer school is over.  Christian has been requesting “school” for the last couple of days and waiting for the bus to show up.  I love that he loves school that much.  🙂 I’m bummed that it doesn’t start again until September.  😦

Therapy schedules have shifted, which is actually good because some of them moved into the morning to make up for time that he was at school, but the shift still throws everyone off a bit.  (And Christian’s having a hard time adjusting to Olivia interferring helping with therapy.

And we are having a family reunion at our house this Sunday.  Awesome that it will be here and we will be in a Christian-proofed 😉 environment.  Just not looking forward to all of the cleaning that lays ahead.  It probably won’t be so bad once I get started.  That “getting started” is the hard part for me.  However, it will be helpful to have Olivia staying with my parents from Friday afternoon ’til Sunday at party time to play with her Arizona cousin.  I found out that she is my big mess maker.  If I can start cleaning after she goes on Friday, it should stay relatively clean until Sunday.  Whew…

Sigh.  This morning a train broke down on the tracks in the middle of our road.  The road that the bus uses to get to our house.  As the train was on its 2nd hour of sitting there, I got a call from the bus company saying that they were not going to be able to make it to our house because of said train.

Sigh.  I figured that much.  Either Christian would miss school or I’d have to drive him in.  I chose to drive him.  I knew this would not be what he wanted, but I wasn’t prepared for what was going to happen for the next 1/2-hour.

He happily put on his shoes for me.  He happily walked from the living room through the laundry area and into the garage.  He happily ran outside as I opened the garage door.  Then he saw me unlocking the car.  He screamed like I was torturing him and ran back into the house.  Fine.  I continued to unlock all of the doors, throw in his backpack, and talk Liv into getting into her seat before chasing Christian down.

He was back in the living room taking off his shoes while  giving me the “stink eye” and he let out a ear-deafening scream as I walked towards him.  I did what I had to do — scooped him up, grabbed his shoes, and blocked out all noise and body blows as I hustled to the car.  He grabbed every doorway as we fought through, holding on like his life depended on it.  We were both determined, but with opposite agendas.

After finally getting out the car and Christian buckled into his seat, I started backing out the driveway as Christian attempted an escape.  (Poor Olivia having to endure the decibels in the backseat!! 😦 )  I rebuckled him before getting on the road, but drove with one hand over the release button so that he couldn’t pull a repeat “Houdini.” 

I was hoping that maybe, just maybe, we could get to school before the buses unloaded and that he could get on his bus, sit for a minute, get all of the anger (because of routine changes) out of his system, and go into school with his friends as happy as he is any other morning.

But because of all of the wrestling, we arrived as his bus pulled out of the parking lot.  I opened his door and unbuckled him.  He screamed and tried to rebuckle himself.  I picked him up as he threw his weight around trying to get out of my arms and back into the car.  He repeatedly talked about an “Airplane” and a “Ride.”  Does he want to ride on an airplane???  We scrambled across the parking lot to the building with Olivia following behind as I tried not to drop this flailing body.

We followed his class down the hallway.  He screamed and punched and kicked and dropped and jumped all the way through the school.  My heart broke a little more with every step.

When we finally arrived at his room, he dropped to the floor attempting to bang his head on the ground while trying to put his backpack on and flee back the way we came.  I wanted to cry.  But I couldn’t.  It was not an option in that moment.  I needed to stay calm and reassure him that he would be fine.  As I spoke those words to him, I think I was trying to reassure myself that I would be fine, too.  I said a quick prayer asking for strength, kissed him on the top of his head, and walked out the door while his teachers held him back from running after me.

Liv and I walked back to the car as I realized that I had dropped my keys somewhere between the car and Christian’s classroom.  Sigh.  We continued to walk back towards the parking lot as a man walked in holding a set of keys that he said he had found in the middle of the driveway.  Whew.  That problem solved.

As Liv and I started our drive back home, I lost it.  The tears came flooding and I could not stop them.  This cry was coming from deep inside my heart.  I had 10 minutes to get this out of my system before we got home as I didn’t want to have to explain to Liv why her mommy was crying like that.  (And we were having a playdate at our house this morning and I wanted to get a few more things picked up before they arrived.  KK, I know you would have understood, but I would have been embarrassed.  And thanks for the coffee!!! 🙂 )

We arrived home with me tearless, but emotionally shot.  I still feel that way.

Christian’s teacher was kind enough to give me a call after he was at school for an hour to let me know that he had calmed down after they had taken a walk outside to look for airplanes.  They didn’t find any, but apparently he was hungry for snack time when they came back in.  And he was fine for the rest of the morning.  He was happy to see me when I picked him up.  He was still talking about “airplane ride.”  Perhaps I need to find a pilot in the area who could take him up for 10 minutes.

I sure hope we don’t have any more broken down trains any time soon…

Christian is getting TOO SMART!  Seriously.  I can’t keep up with this boy!

He has figured out how to unbuckle himself from his 5-point carseat in our car.  Not cool.  Recently, he was obsessed about getting something in the front seat and would continually unbuckle himself and try to climb up front.  I was pulling over every other minute.  Finally, I just reached back and held him in his seat with one arm while I drove with the other.  I just wanted to get home.  And he was glad to get out of the car.

Yesterday, I pulled into our driveway to find him sitting all the way back in the truck.  Nice.  I want to know how he did that SO quickly as 30 seconds before I had seen him sitting buckled in his seat.  Sigh.  The gray hairs are multiplying rapidly!

I guess he has been pulling the same thing on his dear, sweet bus driver.  Last Friday he unbuckled himself and walked to the back of the bus and started fidgeting with the emergency exit door.  Oh, poor bus driver!  Thankfully she found a seatbelt lock at the station and had it on the bus yesterday.  It seemed to do the trick once she got it on the oversized buckles.  I think we’ll need to find one of those for our car.  Soon.

Christian finished Day #4 of summer school.

I was really worried about how this transition would go, but I shouldn’t have been.

Christian is doing GREAT!  It helps that he has the same teacher for summer school that he had last year.  As soon as he saw her, he dropped my hand and took hers and walked into the school building.  I couldn’t have asked for a better start!  🙂

And he’s enjoying riding the bus yet.  Another plus — he has a driver that he had back in Early Childhood.  She is so gentle and good with him.  I couldn’t have been happier to see her back.  🙂

The only “problem” that we have had with school is Christian spitting out his food at lunch.  The cause — loose tooth #2.  I’m sure the spitting will disappear when that tooth falls out (but before the new one starts growing in). 

I will be sad when summer school is over.  It has been a real blessing so far!

Christian wears a seatbelt and a harness on the bus.  This morning, Christian’s new bus driver informed me that yesterday Christian was sneaking out of his harness after he had unbuckled his seatbelt.  I guess Christian had wiggled himself all the way to the floor, except for his head, which was caught in the harness.  Scary!!!  Boy, am I glad that the bus driver found Christian when he did!

So, this morning Christian was put in his harness as usual and his seatbelt was buckled as usual, but then another device that goes over the seatbelt button was attached so that he wouldn’t be able to unbuckle himself again.  Sigh.

He is one smart boy.  I hope this helped keep him where he needed to be on his ride today.