Look at us! One big happy Reese Family. It's official, we are all at Reese now. As Ryan said, "The whole family is at Reese, except Dad." I'm thinking of electing Rich to Parents Club, a dose of those ladies will do him good.
Yesterday was great. My class (fingers crossed) seems great. Matthew's class seems fantastic. Ryan's class has a couple of his best buddies in it, so life is great. Everything is great! Well, not everything...
I'm not going to lie, I have been worried about this year. I have been worried about Matthew reaching fourth grade because that means he is in the intermediate area...the same as me. Okay truth time--I don't have the greatest reputation at school. My well known nickname is Meanie Marini. And I own it! Ownnnnnnn it!!!! I have no problem with it because the kids who have me (well most of them) come out loving me and say, "You were tough, but fun." That's all I can ask for. My problem is this...I'm not just "that" teacher, I am now somebody's mom. What effect will that have on him? What backlash will come his way with how I teach and discipline?
I had yard duty yesterday morning at second recess. I was so excited because it was the FIRST time I would be on duty with him out there. I ran out and immediately started to look for him. I looked, and looked, and looked, and looked some more. No Matthew. We are now seven minutes into a fifteen minute recess and no sign of him. Then, finally, I see him. He was WAY out by the trees, hiding on the opposite side of them, with his friends. When the bell rang, he ran in and stood in his spot, refusing to make eye contact with me. I didn't make a big deal of it, I simply turned my back and carried on with what I was doing. After school I asked him if there was a reason he was the furthest possible spot away from me and he just smiled. He was drawing his line in the sand. I stay on my side, he will stay on his.
Today I had a prep and knew that Ryan had recess at that time. I ran over to see him and ask him about his day, knowing that this boy who has been counting the years until he was with me at school, would for sure be happy to see me and talk to me. No such luck. He was playing with his friends and there was nothing I could do to break that. Strike out number two.
Who said it was a gift to be able to work at the school where your kids go? To be able to see them whenever, to talk to them while walking in the halls, or wave to them as they walk by your classroom? I got stood up twice! TWICE! Ahh, the reality of a mother with boys. I will not accept it. I will not back down. Consider this a challenge, and I hate to lose.
By the way...this was waiting for me in my box this morning from Ryan's teacher. She said she made me a copy for my desk. Oh yeah, this is why it is a gift to work where your kids go to school.
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