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Jacob’s a SAFETY!!

Jacob was chosen to be a SAFETY at his school! 🙂

Basically, he’s responsible for making sure the 1st graders make it to their classrooms and I think he also has to make sure his school mates don’t run in the halls, etc. before/after school.

He’s a little freaked about having to be at school by 8:10 everyday, but he is SO proud of himself!

And I am SUPER PROUD of him!

*and fighting tears…damn sap!* LOL

Jacob gets organized

Jacob was so excited when he came home from school yesterday.

He had such a great day and was even excited about his homework (Math at that!).

However, what he was most excited to show me was how ORGANIZED he was. They set up their binders in class. He’s got a binder with dividers for each subject. And they had their handouts and homework hole-punched and in their binders! He was so proud of himself! Heck, I was proud of him too! He brought home everything he needed (including pencil!), dove into the homework with no arguments…even had notes to refer back to when confused, and then cleaned it all up and put it away!


And quite proud of him 🙂

Let’s hope this trend continues. And that it’s “catching”…I could use a bite from the Organization Bug. 😉

First Day of 5th Grade!

Where has my baby gone?!?!

With his buds (sadly, one bud is missing 😦 She moved on Sunday *cries*)

Jake and The missing bud

Me and my baby…he doesn’t fit under my chin anymore! How did he get so big?!?!

Something to think about…

Jacob had an appointment with his talk doctor last night. Things went well, he was actually very excited about going (kinda strange, but ok). When it came time for me to talk to the doctor, she mentioned that she thinks he has ADHD.


Now, she had mentioned that she thought he was a bit hyper in previous appointments, but he did eventually settle, so she held off on actually saying he had it.

Well, last night, she had such qualms. Now, I have noticed that he’s rather hard to keep focused and still in the last few months (acutally, most of this school year), but I wouldn’t have thought he was as “bad” as my nephew or the two kids in the neighborhood.

The only “difference” I can think of between Jacob’s behavior from the last appointment to this appointment is Albuterol. Jacob’s asthma has been aggrevated this week and he’s in “Flare”. Which means he’s to take 2 puffs on his inhaler every 4 hours for a week. Albuterol has a stimulant in it and he has a tendency to go off the charts with his fidgeting while he’s on it.

However, as I said, I’ve noticed he’s had a focus problem most of the school year, so I am going to email his teacher and get her take on his behavior this year and then make an appointment with his pediatrician to discuss.

I do NOT want to put him on meds because you have to tweak, tweak, tweak to get the right dosage and I really don’t want my son to be a guinea pig. I have to do this with the Albuterol and I hate it. But I do it because it’s a matter of life and death. With the ADHD, it’s just a matter of sanity :-p

Another issue that was brought up was that I think Jacob has a different learning style than what is used for teaching in his school. Dr. M thinks he’s “extremely bright” but his school test scores don’t reflect as much (NOTE: ask for PSSA testing results). She had suggested I look into getting him into a Friends’ school or some sort of Montessouri school.

Now, ideally, that’s what I would LOVE to do. If I had unlimited funds, he’d have taken entrance tests for The Philadelphia School, but these special schools are tuition based and I’m NOT made of money, nor would the Toad choke up any money to contribute toward tuition. Granted, most of these schools have scholarship programs, but seriously, as an Engineer, what kind of financial aid could I get?

However, I said I would follow through and I will. I just have to do a bit of research first…

Fast Forward to bed time…

Jacob had a meltdown about me dying. Apparently he had a dream a few days ago that I “died and was gone forever”.

After talking to him (no, he doesn’t remember the dream anymore), I think it stems from teh fact that his dad is apparently getting married in a few weeks.

I think he’s afraid of losing his dad (to the marriage) and the fear is transferring to him losing me too…and to him, the only way he’d really lose me is to death.

How the hell do you assure someone that you’re not going to die?

I basically told him that I would always love him. Always Always Always. I also told him that I had no plans to go anywhere, that if I did, I would be with him EVERYWHERE (well, not in the bathroom…thankfully that made him giggle).

Jacob doesn’t have issues with daddy’s girlfriend, he has issues with the way daddy ignores Jacob when the girlfriend is around (or a thought) and he’s afraid he’s going to completely lose his dad once they get married (obviously, this isn’t what he SAID, but that’s the underlying fear).

I’ve never hated the Toad. Never. Hated what he’s done and his inability to grow up, but never hated HIM.

However, if he continues to disappoint his son and hurt him at every turn, I could hate him with no guilt what-so-ever.

Monday Fogginess

Guess what I did this weekend.

I did what I had on my list!

Go me!

I moved furniture out of the way and chipped down the tiles AND the adhesive. I couldn’t get it all down, because I couldn’t move the oven out of the way, nor the kitchen sink…will get that this weekend, maybe?

And because I was already down on the floor, I ripped up the nasty linoleum too. To find green tile underneath. Linoleum over tile *sigh* I wound up moving the fridge and the hutch too.

And ALL this was done BEFORE 2 pm!

I so rock.

I did scrape up my hands a bit, but I felt really good about myself.

I even did two loads of laundry while doing this too.

And then I decided that I was going to spend the rest of the weekend relaxing. And I did! I watched movies on TV while I cross stitched. Got a bit more done on my wizard…it doesn’t LOOK like I got much done, but I did.

I’m happy with my progress. I’ve scoped out some new cabinetry (IKEA AKRURM) and flooring.

After I picked up Jacob yesterday, he gave me the interim report he got on Friday.

He remained consistent except for 2 classes. Went from a C+ to an A- in O/W (oral/written)Language and from an A- to a B+ in Art. Can’t say I really give two shits about the art grade, but I’m VERY happy with the O/W Lang grade.

His report is as follows:

Elem. Math B-
Elem. Read — (assume he only gets graded twice per year?)
Elem. O/W Lang A-
Elem. Science — (again, assume only graded twice per year)
Elem. Soc. Studies B
Elem. Art B+
Elem. Music A
Elem. Health B
Elem. Phys Ed A+ (pretty damn good for a kid they say is overweight *rolls eyes*)

I’m chalking the difference in grades to me being home RIGHT after school now (wasn’t for the first marking period). We do homework together, read together and I’ve re-introduced “TV-Free Days”. Any day that begins with a “T” no one is allowed to watch TV, play video games or putz on the computer (except at work for obvious reasons). And, since we can’t watch our nightly movie together (cuddle time) I read to him (currently, Leven Thumps and the Gateway to Foo) while we cuddle in his bed.

We’re both thoroughly enjoying our new routines…and they seem to be paying off!

Thursday Update

Work was long and boring, not much to really update there, EXCEPT…

remember Well, doing what I was “ordered” to do, I explored other avenues of getting this signal to a system that can’t handle it.

Well, the BRANCH HEAD of another department went to bat for me, and put an end to the whole thing. In less than 2 hours people! I was quite happy and even told the guy he was now my hero. I think I want to work for him now. It looks like he would support his people.

Anyway, that was work.

Home was an “interesting” story…

Last night was Back To School Night at Jake’s school. I took Nat over with me as this would be her first time at the school and attending one of their meetings. Her son has a different teacher, but they’re still in the same grade/wing, AND we had a lovely, lovely little tour guide (our other neighbor’s oldest daughter) get us to the right area, so all was good.

Jacob’s teacher is fabulous and I’m looking forward to hearing many wonderful stories about her and the class this year.

Nat and I came home in a pretty good mood.

When we got home, I noticed the boys had made a huge mess in the back yard with some boxes and paper. No big, Nat helped me clean it all up (did I mention she’s fab?) and get it away so it wouldn’t get rained on or fly through the neighborhood.

Well, while we were out there, Jacob comes flying out pretty much yelling at me for not coming in right away. I explained we were cleaning up the mess I told the kids to earlier. Well, he came flying over to me, gave me a huge hug and started crying! I thought he’d either gotten into trouble, had a fight with N or had a fight with his dad. He kept telling me that none of that had happened, he just missed me.

Yeah, right.

I missed him too, but I’ve been gone for longer periods of time with less “fanfare” upon my return. Something was up.

Well…turns out 4 car loads of rowdy, rude little fuckers teenagers were flying around the circle, causing mayhem and terrorizing the boys. They flicked them off and were yelling out the windows.

Well, N’s step-father is a police officer. He made his presence known and had a talk with some of them, apparently. And that was the end of it. He did give lisence plate numbers and descriptions to our local police department, but he did what any good cop (and FATHER) would do, he protected his kids.

Well, Jacob was terrified. He didn’t feel safe being with Inny, because when you’re scared, you want your Mommy (or PARENT) and his wasn’t home to protect him.

When Nat and I got the whole story out of Jake and Bill we reassured our boys that they would always be protected. Nat and Bill would protect Jacob like he was theirs and I’d protect N & K like they were mine. As parents, that’s what we do. OUR community is close and as I kept telling Jacob, “We love our kids on *** Circle”. All of them. ALL those kids are mine. Maybe not biologically, but I still feel a certain responsibility in keeping them safe…and I’m positive the other parents on that street feel the same way. And I consider myself lucky to live in a neighborhood like that.

Anyway…Jacob somehow had heard that there were unruly, muderous teenagers on the loose from Minnesota and he was terrified that they were gonna be on our street and break into our house.

We had to go around the entire first floor securing all the doors and windows. I re-explained the whole alarm system and other security measures, but he still felt the need to sleep with me.

I mean, he was so freaked, he didn’t want me to take a shower because I wouldn’t be RIGHT THERE with him.

I emailed his teacher this morning to give her a head’s up because he woke up in a miserable mood. After meeting her last night and her response to my email this morning, I know my boy’s in good hands, even when he’s not on our circle 🙂

I can’t wait until HE knows it too…

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