Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Merry Christmas...a week late

What a couple weeks it's been in my world 
2 wks ago I was on my way to the bank for work and slid in the slush...fell hard and am still recovering

Then last Saturday we were hit with an ice storm ...bad. Actually I can't complain. We were very lucky campsites to most people. We did get about 6-8" of freezing rain but we only lost our hydro for about 3 hours (there are still some people in my area who haven't had theirs restored). Then there's Christmas...it was such a good day! 

We were all spoiled this year (even me!) everyone received everything they asked for (due to very short lists of request).

The older 2 boys were estatic to reciever te 3DS systems and games, Alex also got his Pekachu(sp??? Pokemon charactor), Dalton received more Lego them he can handle, and Nathan received his Spider-Man and gold fish!

Boxing Day was an event...which is a post in its self!

The boys didn't see or hear from their father over the holiday. I asked them Christmas morning if they would like to call him and they said "no, he knows where we are and how to contact us"

Breaks my heart that at 11,8,3 they have to be this way when it comes to him but it's for the best. He has let them down way to many time and this was just another one. 

So over all Christmas was an amazing day, spent with those we love! 


Thursday, December 12, 2013

Exhausted!

Thats how I feel in this freezing cold night! We have had a drastic drop in tempature this week and it's kicking my BUTT! 2 things about me....I don't deal with extreme weather issues...I hate to be hot and sweaty and my body fights the cold Ontario winters as much as a toddle who missed nap time. My entire body is sore, my head is pounding (please storm hold off 1 more day) and my brain is on over drive. 

Monday I had my quick meeting with the principal followed by a trip to the city for my information session for WLS (weight lose surgery). I have decide if approved I will go threw with this. I have done lots and lots of research and I'm ready. 

Tuesday, should have been a quite day but instead I had all my normal errands to run that I didn't do this weekend (with a 3 yr old in tow that was more uncooperative then a cat in water 😝)

Wednsday, yet another quick trip to Walmart to pick up Xmas items I forgot the day before that had to be to my imbroterier before her cut off date. That was if course AFTER my kids were kicked off the bus for arguing with each other. 
Dalton is still a total mess with everything that happen last week. He's not sleeping, he cries at the drop if a hat, he's arguing and fighting with EVERYONE. I just want to scream but know that's not going to solve anything. 
Then I get a call from the court house the judge has signed off on our case!!!!!
However they needed to forward our informtion to the family Responsiblity office (FRO). So after a lengthily conversation with the "wonderfully helpful" (insert sarcasm) I end up running BACK into town to give them the information they wanted but didn't need cause we already withdrew from their services (they are a company the deals with child support when a parent stops payin or falls behind). Came home and started painting an order my mother put in for Christmas while dealing with that wonderful 3 yr old (his attidute was even worse then Tuesday). Then we had our last Kinark group (for fear busters). After Dalton did complete his assignment last week it was decided he would not graduate the program....or so I thought??? To my surprise as I was looking in his envelope they gave him his diploma??? When I asked why?...."he deminstrated role play during class"....PARDON??? I have been tell this child all week he want graduating, we did a bust plan in anticipation and you go ahead and let him??? Way to reinforce his behaviour!

Thursday I worked the office. I just got to work and my phone rings...it's the school calling (again). Dalton was sent to the office cause he was coughing...seriously?!?!
So I now have to text my boss tell him I have to run and pick him up an bring him to the office with me. Thankfully my boss completely understands and because I really work out of their house dalton being at work with me isn't the end if the world. We were done work early which gave me a chance to do some running around before picking Nathan up!!!! 
I grabbed pizza for dinner. Got home and felt like I had been hit by a truck. My head was pounding, my guts were turning. Thursday is also suppose to be Cub night, however after Nathan flooded my bathroom (were talking water coming out the bowl and the tank kind of flooding) I called and said we wouldn't be there. I wasn't In the mood to go and then deal with Nathan for the 90mins. 

Friday, I went and finished my shopping with my mom. I'm officially done MY shopping for Christmas!!!! Now if only everyone else didn't drop last minute stuff in me to do...cause ya know I'm home all day with only 1 child (yes that was actually did to me). The whole reason I do my shopping early is 1...I can't afford to wait till November to shop and 2....I hate dealing with the rude people shopping lat minute. 

Saturday, I work up to a horrible Winn issue day (I really really wish someone somewhere would figure out what is going on inside if me mad FIX it), Nathan also wet the bed, I had a customer decide to come a day early for her order (which was done but I spend the night at my parents so I had to come home to meet her), my mom took over baking (thankfully cause I could barely stand up) however she apparently has never done it before??? She asked me a million questions to the point I was snapping answers back. How is it a 50 year old woman has never baked cookies or banana bread before...and if she really hadn't ...who the heck tough me how to be?!?!

Sunday, I had to work the hospital and mr Dalton had a birthday party to attend. Which leads me to ask...how much notice do you give for a kids birthday party??? I always have my date and time picked out at least 2-4 wks ahead of time and when we need to send invites it's always 2 weeks before hand. We received our invite to this said party Wednesday??? 4 days notice 2 wks before Christmas...seriously?

And now it's Monday again...this post was started on Thursday night, but put on hold after yet another Nathan issue only to be forgotten about. 

Today hasn't been completely horrible. 
Think my rad may be gone/going in my van (again) or I have a hose loose, I'm leaking fluid and not sure why. I spent 3 hours painting my last order for Christmas only to run pee and have Nathan add his touchs to it....grrrr 
Thankfully it was a beer jug so all I had to do scrap ALL the paint off and start again 😤



Monday, December 9, 2013

Bullying UPDATE

This morning was ROUGH!
Dalton was an emotional wreck, we had 5 melt downs before we left for the bus. I basically had to force him to go to school. As much as I kills me, and as much as I understand why he's having anxiety about going I can't coddle him and allow these fears to stop him (this is exactly what we have been working in for 6wks)

I dropped Nathan off to daycare (which is at the same school), and went in with our donation to the kids Christmas bazaar. 

As I walk threw the door guess who was trying to get out...Yepper Dalton. 

The bus monitor said they couldn't get him off the bus, he was crying and screaming and after 5 minutes with a promise to call me, he did finally get off only if he could wait in the office and not outside in the yard ....Billy wasn't even on the bus today :(

So we waited for announcements to be over and went in to talk with the principal. 
She was really good about it, she talked to Dalton and asked him for details, ask him again if he may have said something to Billy, and then she reassured him that there will be no contact between Billy and  himself or Alex. The yard teacher will be informed, and if Billy comes anywhere near them they will call the principal out to deal with him. 
Small...yes, is it really going to work...probably not. 
This kid is sneaky and sly. But for now, it was enough to ease Dalton into staying at school. 

The principal will send the report to both the officer who works with our school as well as the board and the bus company so everyone is on the same page about what's happening. She is going to speak to the bus drive to see if anything happened on the bus, speak to some of the kids that were seatting near Dalton Friday on the bus and all 3 teachers involved. 

So what's next??? Sadly we will have to sit ideal an HOPE and PRAY nothing else happens. I will continue to teach my children positive ways to deal with bullies, how NOT to be a bully themselves and how to safely help other children who maybe a victim of bulling. 

Can I however add how very proud I am of my 8year old! I said it before and I will continue to praise him, that he DID NOT retaliate! Even though he hasn't graduate from his fear buster program (nor will he this week) he has come leaps and bounds to where he was 6 weeks ago with his temper and his abilities to control his anxiety on the fly!

We will be working on a more concrete BUST plan incase anything happens again but over all he did amazing!!!!

And to the parents of the other little boy who so bravely came forward without being ask....THANK YOU! 
It's parents and kids like yours that lead me to believe we CAN help stop bulling!!!
(as I wipe my tears away)

Friday, December 6, 2013

Bulling ...who should be held responsible?

We have had an on going issue for almost a year now with a child in our neiboroughood. I'm not talking name calling, I'm talking physically attaching not 1 but 2 of my children. 

I know boys will be boys, and teasing in good faith is all part of growning up but when people start verbally and physically assaulting other people (no matter what age) there needs to be consiquences 

The first incident happen this time last year. I received a call from the principal at school that my oldest son has been attacked at recess. It took 2 adults to get a then 8 year old boy off my 10year old son. He was choking him to the point he was gaspin for his breath. 
What happen??? Not much, he got a 1 day suspension and detention for a week. They had to report it to both the school board and the police because if the severity of it. 
Of course because we are dealing with minors and all those lovely privacy laws the principal could not tell me who actually attacked my son. 

From there the minor stuff started. The pushing, hitting punching, jumping on body parts and name calling. Which then escalated into my middle son having his head smashed into the ground by this same child and he then processed to kneel on his head while he threaten him. 
Yes I know at that point I should have called te police. However I also know they legally can't do anything. They won't charge a minor, hell they barely even talk to them. 

In the spring I came home from work to my oldest son crying in his grandmother lap because this same boy kicked him in the privates...hard enough to leave a mark and some swelling. 
At this point for the second time I went to this child house, tried talking to his parents and nothing....I got a 
"Billy why would you do that? You know that hurts. You need to say sorry"
That's it. Nothing more...an hour later this child was outside playing....seriously??? If my child ever pulled something like that id be damned if he would be seeing the light of day for weeks!

Over the summer we avoided the child, if he came over to play the kids told him no or I would say they weren't allowed out. Sadly my children spent a lot of time inside unless we were out of our home. 

Beginning of this school year, we had 2 incidences in the school bus, the bus driver had to report it to the school. The principal (a new one) called me at home to inform me of it. 
I had my IEPeeting my Alex's teacher and I brought this up to her and she said there had been some run ins with the child in the hall as well. Again all reported (according to the teacher). 
So this leads me to tonight's issue
My breaking point!

Alex's comes running into the house, screaming that Billys beating Dalton up with a stick. Thankfully an adult witnessed it and also came over. She said that she seem the entire thing from her window and ran out to stop it. 
She seen Billy run down the road and hide behid someone's shed, as my children's approached he jumped out and started hitting Dalton with the stick. She ran outside and took the stick away from him as he ran to his grandparents house. She went up to the door to inform them of what happen to have the grandfather slam the door on her an say he wanted nothing to do with it. 
She walked Dalton home (grandparents live 3 doors down) and explained everything to me. 
I'm fuming. So mad I'm shaking. The more I stew on it the worse it got. 
The mother show up at my house with Billy and says she not sure what happen but he was hear to appoligise. So I start to explain what happen. She jumps in and says well have you heard Billy's side? No I haven't but go ahead. So she informas me that my children where calling him names...that he's fat and telling your momm joke (as in your momm so fat she....enter punch line here)
I look at my kids and tell them that there is no reason why anyone should ever be called those names or any name. That WE don't make fun of people because we know how that feeling.
Now talking to all 3 kids (cause clearly she wasn't sure what she was doing) I said
"There is no reason what so ever the we ever call people names, hit people, attack people, spit on people or touch other people in a mean way. I'm sick of dealing with all if this. It's been almost a year, the schools involved, the bus drivers involve and I can't be at the bus stop every day to pick the kids up. If you can't get along don't talk to each other. You walk down your side of the street you 2 walk down your own side"
She then proceed to tell me that my child was punching her son backpack a couple weeks ago and that may have started it ???
Why didn't you say something a couple weeks ago? She asked Billy to repeat what he had already told her( to see if it was the same story) and he did with difficulty. 
He accused the children of calling him fat (they denied it) he said they used the your momma joke (which is where dalton lost his cool and started crying) and she had enough gall to say to him
"Well I guess that's another strike in the naught list for Santa!"
Pardon me??? That all you have to say? Your son went and hide behind a shed and jump out and started attacking my son and all you have to say it that??? What the hell is wrong with people????
She then left cause at this point I was going to loose my shit on her. 

So I phoned our local police. There has to be SOMETHING I can do to stop him

I call the local police. Give them all the details. They asked what school the kids attended I told her, she asked for names...gave them as well...once I gave her Billys name she says "isn't constable Smith involved with this case???"
Ummm what case? This is the first time I've reported it to the police...I know the school has but I wasn't aware of an ongoing case???
I explained this didn't happen at school(cause apparently she missed that part). She asked for my address and then I get the....unfortunately I can't help you, you don't live in town. You need to call the OPP. Yep I'm aware, tried them first but its 4pm in a Friday. No ones answering. So I thought I would call the local department to get advice in what I could do. 
She told me exactly what I already knew. You can't charge a minor for an assault charge, both party's are under the age of 12. But continue to report each assault...cause that's what they are... so we can keep an on going file. In the mean time call the OPP report it to them as well. And make sure to keep the school advised. 
Perfect. So at this point im in my room crying. I'm so mad, I'm so pissed, I'm so stressed that all I can do is cry. Literally that's all I can do

So I get myself together I call the OPP and of course once again where I live becomes an issue. I give her my address. Can't find it in the system. I try and explain. While because the dispatch isn't local they don't have a clue about the area. I try over and over and over explain to the point I'm getting pissed off and even said "I'm glad this isn't an emergency cause no one would ever find us". She didn't think I was funny. 
So after 5 straight minutes of giving directions and details. She found the street next to me. I'm like you got it, I live off that street! 
After taking the report said she would pass it along and someone would either call or be out to see us. 

10 minutes later the officer shows up. He was really nice. Talked to me first explained yet again legally you can't charge him then he came in and talked to the kids. Ask them some question and what not. 
I said at one point "I understand kids will be kids, and I'm not saying my kids are perfect and they may well have called him a name but theres NO need for physical violence to happen EVER!
His response
"Word can hurt more then physical attacks"

NO shit...really. I'm well aware that words can hurt. But when both party's are throw words back and forth then someone gets physical that crazy. 

Again my kids are not perfect. They call kids names. They get in trouble for it but again their kids. They do the typical your stupid, you shirts ugly and I won't lie I have heard them call someone fat before. They received punishment each and every single time. And will continue to receive it as long as I live. 

So I try and explain where this other child lives. I'm not sure of the actual address but I have him directions. (It's 2 street over...we live in a 5 street community that like. Giant circle with side streets)
He says he will try find it, have a talk with the child and otherwise there's not much that can be done (again)

So he leaves, I have yet another talk with my children. Remind them yet again we don't call people names, we don't hit, punch, kick, spit, ect, ect, ect

I said to Dalton what joke did he say to you...now before I tell you I will once again explain. Yes I am a large woman and I give my 8 year old credit for not beating the shit out of this child (8wks ago he may not have been so lucky)
Billy said to Dalton
"Your momm so fat she ate your dad and that's why he doesn't live there anymore"
This came out of the mouth of a 9 year old child....seriously????

I'm still in shock. 

I told Dalton I was proud of him for not losing his cool, and told him he know that's not true and he doesn't need to ever explain why or where his dad. It's no one business. 

So as I sit here 3 hours later still in disbelief over what happened, I continue to shake my head. 
At what point does it become the parents responsibly? If I/we can charge a minor with assault, at what point do the police actually step in? Once someone dead? Once my child is hospitalized with injuries???
When do we as parents take responsibity for the actions of our children? Morally or legally???