Back to our regularly scheduled life...almost...

This week started out pretty well. The kids were back in school after a long weekend. Jordan had been sick Saturday with the pukeys for 12 hours, but was much better. Hannah was whining that she didn't want to go back to school, but she did miss her friends. Wednesday night at ChuckECheese went okay, but we were there so early they didn't get to see anyone they knew. It was nice for David and I 'cause we could see them wherever they went, and not have to search through throngs of bodies to locate one of our kids.

Thursday Jordan went off to daycare and Hannah went off to school. I had dropped off her overnight bag at her friend A's house the day before when I picked up Jordan, as she was staying overnight and I wouldn't see her until Friday after school (half-days, so a mid-week overnight was not a big deal). I had one kid for two days.

What a HUGE difference it is having one kid in the house instead of two. Holy cow! It was quiet, peaceful even. Scary thought. Jordan and I went into Ypsi and got my mud-encrusted minivan washed, and he saw the KFC on the way home. He loves their potato wedges, so we circled around and went back and picked up dinner for the three of us (David loves the chicken strips). I wish Jordan would try the chicken strips, but they are the wrong shape and he just knows they are not the nuggets he is used to eating. (Someday I hope to figure out or outsmart this wrong food/shape/dish/color/place thing with food. He will sob if it is not right (and scream if I tell him that's all there is). It's different than a tantrum; its like I'm torturing him by offering him something he just can't possibly eat.)

Later, we read a bunch of books, played bionicles, K'nex, and he got to sleep on the couch since Sissy was on a sleepover.We got up and ready for school in record time, but having Dad home helping was a bonus as well. We made it to school at twenty to 8 which is just ridiculous, but we had to go check in with Hannah-girl and make arrangements for Jordan to be picked up at 11 instead of 11:15 since I had to leave for work and there was a sub (who may or may not be able to handle the grand mal hissy-fit when I left). My plan was to stay with Jordan's class until I had to go to work at eleven, helping out with the substitute teacher and the kids the para normally works with (Jordan being one of them), while the regular teacher did parent conferences and IEP meetings. I love being in the kids' classes, and wish I could afford to become a para and be there all day, every day. I haven't been able to spend much time in their classes this year and am sad I don't know all the kids yet.

We were cruising along in class when my husband called my cell phone. He said I needed to call my boss. Discovered my co-worker was out sick and my boss was trying to do everything (including getting a software release ready to go out). Poor Jordan just came unwrapped. This was a day he had looked forward to (and that I'd been hanging over his head when he was getting out of control). I apologized to the teachers, para, etc and said I had to go "right now". They wrangled the boy so I could go. :( Not a good day. My plan is to go in on Tuesday morning and be there until he gets picked up for afternoon care, and then go to work. I am just not advertising it this time in case another crisis occurs...

This weekend we just spent reading more books (my eBay purchases of kids' chapter books all arrived this week, can ya tell?), playing games, doing puzzles, and watching videos (while mom cleaned, did laundry, etc, in-between). A good time was had by all. This coming week is supposed to be a "regular" week. Maybe we can get the boy to eat something other than Stouffer's mac'n'cheese and PBJs. Could happen...