January 8, 2010 by Marj Hatzell
Since you and I are on a first-name basis and all(ever since I wrote that scathing letter about how inept one of the school board members is for suggesting teachers are riding a gravy train), I gotta tells ya, your decision to delay school this morning was a really bad one. In fact, dare I say it? It sucks. Two-hour delays create an atmosphere almost as chaotic as the last day of school before winter break. The kids are off in la-la land, they are excited about the snow and they are off schedule. And you and I both know that OFF SCHEDULE IS BAAAAAAD.
My guess is that most kids ate their way through a bag of sugar, watched Spongebob and beat level 1-6 in Wii Super Mario Brothers before they came in. How do I know this? Well, my kids ate their way through a bag of sugar, watched Phineas and Ferb and beat level 1-6 in Wii Super Mario Brothers. They aren’t allowed to watch Spongebob. But, how productive do you think those two hours were? Bug Boy got six new books this week and they are ALL FINISHED. In fact, he picked one up this morning and FINISHED IT. During our two-hour delay. That’s one-hundred-twenty-four pages. And now he’s bored. I suggested practicing his violin but that’s an AFTER SCHOOL activity and the rule is that we can’t do AFTER SCHOOL activities BEFORE SCHOOL because it might disrupt balance to the FORCE or something. And when they finally do get settled into an activity, it will be time to get them going and they’ll be all, “OH MY GAAAH! IT’S NOT FAIR!”
Now, you know nothing pleases me more than spending TWO EXTRA HOURS with my kids BEFORE I’ve had my tea. See, autistic kids don’t deal well with sudden changes in their routine. Despite the fact that they have a two-hour delay and most parents probably go back to sleep and just neglect to wake their children, mine are still up at the butt-crack-o’-dawn. Therefore, I’ve had them pacing, following me, whining to me and literally walking in circles because they do not know what to do. At least they dressed themselves when I asked them to:
See? Already to go and dressed for success! That’s my boy!
And another thing. I had a massage scheduled this morning. The first chiro treatment and massage in three weeks (due to that freaking eleven-day holiday) and guess what? I had to cancel it! Because nothing says relaxing like bringing Bugaboo into a massage room.
Don’t do this again, mmkay? One inch of snow? No wonder everyone laughs at us! C’mon, you’re from upstate New York, where it snows giant elephants every day from October to May. You should know better.
Now, I’ll forgive you if you promise never, ever to make Bugaboo go to a public school. Ever.