This morning Dave took Peyton to school so that I could participate in “Morning with Mom”. We actually debated whether it was “Morning with Mom” or “Muffins with Mom,” then agreed it was “Muffins in the morning with Mom.” The PTA called it “Muffins with Mom.” So a bunch of dads organized the event, and served muffins, bananas, and either juice, coffee or hot cocoa. Brandon was supposed to serve me, but in the end, I asked him what he wanted. He kept wanting the chocolate muffin, but I asked him if he wanted the banana, blueberry, poppy seed or raisin bran. He selected half (it was a HUGE costco muffin) of the bran, while I chose the poppy seed. I got coffee, and he declined juice, or maybe I steered him away, but I asked if he wanted to share a hot cocoa. This was a self-serving offer, since I could control the amount of cocoa to hot water ratio, while putting the rest into my coffee as its sweetener. Brandon was very calm, shy in fact, as he followed me around the food area. There were empty seats in front of his classroom, so we knew we’d head that way after getting our food. As we were sitting in the last two chairs on the end, all alone, one of his classmates said hi to him. It’s the boy that usually whines to me that Brandon is bothering him. Brandon quietly acknowledged him, and then we went to sit. Brandon is very shy and calm when it’s just the two of us. Another girl, who also whines to me that Brandon bothers her (when he’s around his friends) also waved hello. I missed last week at lunch, so it’s been awhile since I’ve seen the kids. She is very shy, but she left her mom to come sit by us after she was done with breakfast. Brandon wasn’t talking (he was too busy eating), so I asked her what muffin she had, what she had to drink, and how it was. I was struggling a bit to make conversation with her, as she was very quiet, and only answered one word at a time. 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Of course she didn’t see what had happened, but comforted him, while I told Brandon to put his bottle away. He just gets himself into these situations and becomes the scapegoat unnecessarily. I will talk to him about his choices and how they get him into trouble. It frustrates me that he can’t keep himself out of trouble. He was doing so well until there are others around. Later, I was proud of him, because the kid, whose mom has beef with Brandon, was throwing debris he’d picked up on the playground, probably little rocks, at the student counsel. Brandon pointed it out to me; I motioned to him to pay attention, and gave him a thumbs up for reporting it to me. I was at the back of the line, and too far from him to say anything. I feel like others will see me as being retaliatory when disciplining these kids, but I definitely feel Brandon is not the only one who should be given yellow slips. We have a meeting with the principal next week to discuss how to better help him in his decision-making. I think he needs more consistency at lunchtime, as he tends to do better in the classroom while kind of falling apart at lunch. I’m debating whether to go to school today, since I still haven’t shaken my cold symptoms. It is nice to keep up with all the kids in his class, and I have missed them since I haven’t been there in awhile. But it’s also nice to have some daylight to do errands and blog of course 🙂
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