Ramblings

Once again I can not comment on blogspot blogs. I think I've discovered that it has to do with the site. Sometimes when I log in the screen is different. When it looks one way I can log in and comment. When it looks the other way I can log in but not comment. Frustrating, but at least I won't keep banging my head against a brick wall.

I have worked this week, Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. Michael has been home with the kids, being taxi cab driver and cook. His plan was to go spend some time with Kevin in his classroom. Monday and Tuesday he spent most of his time in front of the TV with Kevin's Wii game. The man is hooked on the Wii Sports Golf game. He has spent both days trying to figure out the wind speed program or some such sort. Kevin won't even play with him any more because he's figured it all out. Then yesterday he dropped Kevin off at school and drove the 45 minutes home, only to receive a phone call from the school to come get Kevin. Why? He was sleeping in class. He does this from time to time. Sometimes he's good at keeping it just on his breaks. What frustrates me the most about his sleeping in class, other than the obvious, is nothing at home has changed. He goes to bed at the same time and gets up at the same time, his activity has been the same. What's the deal with sleeping in class all the time?! So, today Michael is at school with Kevin. I'm anxious to hear how the day goes. Michael was also told that if Kevin gets so many more demerits he won't be allowed back at school ever. Why does he get demerits? At the end of the day what ever work isn't completed is written down on a homework slip and sent home to be signed by a parent. If it isn't turned in or signed it's a demerit. Same thing with detention slips and communication envelops. A demerit for each one not turned in. Also, he gets demerits for incomplete home work. Most of the time his school work is done at home, not at school. I've blogged about this before. Here lately it hasn't been getting done at all, even though the child sits with it all night. The school told Michael that all they were doing was babysitting Kevin. As he's relaying all this to me I'm just nodding my head. Finally I said they're right they're just babysitting. This doesn't surprise me at all. Michael stated he was very shocked. I wanted to ask him where he'd been all year. I held my tongue. I do talk to my husband and tell him whats going on. I mean if I'm going to blog it for the world to see I certainly took time to share it with my husband. So last night I shared with Michael how I had talked with his sister about several different things and Kevin and school came up. She has her Masters in Special Education. She asked lots of questions and made a few suggestions. She reminded me of all the things I was taught in how to help Kevin; I'm not doing them. At this Michael told me to homeschool him. Here comes this old beat up dead horse again. I have a ca zillion mixed thoughts and feelings about that whole idea. I feel the need to research a little closer the public school options for him. WHY? The educational support that Kevin is going to need will need to follow him through college. If I start with these needs being met and documented in High School then they *should* transfer smoothly to college. If I am doing it at home or making sure it is done at a private school, then I am just the over protective mother that needs to back off her kid. In other words, I become the problem, not the child needing certain accommodations to be successful. Do I sound paranoid or what!? However, one of the reasons I hesitate in homeschooling him is because of my own distractibility and lack of discipline. We'd do great for a month or two then we'd both fall back into sloppy habits. At least when he attends school (babysitting service) there is some one that regroups and puts him back on track.

Maybe if I read the Bible everyday or every minute along with The Mom Walk I could 'get it'.

Gab is doing great. Bored silly. She made it to church last night. She called Ashleigh to take her. Yes, I did sit and feel guilty for a few seconds. Being back at work this week has reminded me why I stay home! After next week I'll be home with a renewed attitude and ready to try once again to get a routine going.
Though Michael isn't complaining I know he'll be ready to return to work and routine as well.

I could ramble for a few hundred more pages, but since I was given the gift of an empty house I need to be productive.

Your post this week have been great! I wish I could have commented on all of them.