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I'm Useless Today

Yesterday must have really worn me out. I can barely keep my eyes open today.

I got two phone calls from the boy's school today. The first was from the principal letting me know that she had to call the police liaison officers into her office today to have a chat with my son. My almost 6 year old son. He was being very aggressive in class and ended up screaming at the teachers that he hated them and school was stupid. If it was anything like I've experienced, it was ugly. He wasn't intimidated by the officer at all. That makes me scared for a few years from now.

The other call was from his case manager and she filled me in on some other events that have taken place. I just don't get the school sometimes. They want to keep us informed and hello? that's what we want too. However, I'm always getting notices for school events a week or two after the fact. His folder never comes home when it's supposed to. Sometimes I wonder if he even belongs there.

We have a conference next week with his teacher then another conference after that one with his special education team. We're putting together a list of concerns, expectations and praises for the team. Believe me, there are plenty of concerns that as a mom, being a mama bear, I want to get out so that we can all be on the same page with my boy.

In other news, I love Chuck. He never fails to make me laugh. Heroes on the other hand? If I need a nap, I just watch the latest episodes and poof, lala land.

Is it just me or does the spinning baby on the sidebar there look like it has a ginormous penis and not an umbilical cord? I mean I know what it's supposed to be because I've been pregnant before but to the layman, that would be scary.

My husband's cousin got married this past weekend to a wonderful woman. The wedding was beautiful and it seems a fun time was had by all. I wasn't there but Fluffy and Kota were and they took pictures. I stayed home to help mom with the boy, the girl, baby girl, and the monkers. The husband was sick so he couldn't go. He was so upset about that. Everyone understood, I knew they would.

Apparently, another of his cousins is due to have a baby a couple days before me. That should be interesting. A girl at my work is due a couple weeks before me. Another friend of mine knows three other people that are pregnant. What's in the water yo?

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