There is a certain look that you begin to recognize and it is not a look that I like to see.
There is just something in his eyes that says: "I don't want to go to school so I'm going to look like I am sick."
How he does it I'm not sure how he does it or when he actually starts but it was there this morning.
I turned around and saw it and I immediatly said: You are going to school!
Pretty soon he was rubbing his eye, then asking if his eye was red (Of course you've been rubbing it), then all the way to: I have pink eye and I can't go to school today.
No you don't but just in case I have some medicine for pink eye.
But he didn't have pink eye and I realized that in something that he said.
Me: I don't have money to take you to the doctor for pink eye.
Son: You don't go to the doctor for pink eye.
There it was - he didn't have pink eye.
He continued to say that his head and eye hurt.
So I gave him tylenol.
After that he started the old trick: You don't love me.
Son: You don't love me.
Me: If I didn't love you I would let you do whatever you wanted.
Son: You don't love me or you would believe me.
Me: I know that you don't want to go school and that you probably do hurt, but you have got to go to school.
Now he is a negotiator and it went something like this:
Son: I'll go to school if you pick me up after first hour.
Me: No comment.
Son: I won't go unless you tell me that you will answer your phone.
Me: No comment.
Son: I'm just going for first hour.
Me: again no comment.
Finally we got down to some of the nitty gritty. I told him he had to go because he had to pass art and he wasn't going to if he didn't attend and o his work and turn it in.
And to be honest not only did he have a meltdown but I had one too.
I guess my meltdown was bigger than his meltdown because he told me he would try and stay all do long.
So now he is at school and I have informed all his teachers what is going on.
From my world to yours....