February 4, 2016

4:40 – L texts me to see who is picking the kids up.  Four.  Forty.  Soooo, there goes that plan of trying to increase sleep.  A new idea – contact Study Abroad agencies to see about high schools in Zurich.  Brilliant!!!  Woke Girl up, woke Boy up, and then…I grabbed his phone back, checked it, and there were the words.  Initially I thought they were verbally abusing Ethan, but as I read further this evening, I saw he was just as guilty.  Cyber bullying isn’t a joke – I may contact police.  Will certainly have a talk with the sheriff’s deputy I know.

 

Off to juvenile hall.

Seven hours later, out of juvenile hall.

Raced off to the agency where I needed to write up a letter to an attorney (with Jen the Word Queen and Susan the Supreme who REALLY DESERVES A KICK-ASS CAPE) and then raced to school where I picked up the boy.  Before we hit the stop sign at the school, I was already talking about the words (the words I had seen, the conversation is far from over).  We raced home (his pants were torn (though I wonder how that happened) and off, per his request , to grab a carnita.  We headed back to Ponderosa  where we ate our burritos and talked.  It was a good time and a nice talk.  Soon we were inside the gym, with all the other 8^th graders with parents.  How has this happened so quickly?  Moments later, the choir sand the National Anthem and tears rolled down my face.  I ALWAYS cry when this is sung; baseball games are the worst.

We walked around school – Ethan so little in the big school, yet not.  I hope I’m able to find something in Zurich, but I just keep trudging forward, one foot after the other.

Pictures: Deb's Frosty - best carnitas in El Dorado County;  CANS-MH; Sunset; Pondo