Wyatt cracked. About a week ago he casually mentioned he and Lorien had been making some secret plans together. They had almost every thing worked out except for two big problems. When I asked if I could help, he looked be straight in the face (with those baby blue lasers) and said: "Well, you are the problem so I don't think you can help very much!" I thought maybe they were making plans for my birthday and let it go. (Wow, I couldn't have been more wrong.)
Yesterday before soccer practice he broke down and revealed his secret plans.
He and Lorien have been working out a way they can skip school.
His plan to date:
During morning recess--when he still has access to his backpack, water bottle and lunch box--he was going to sneak out of school grounds. He and Lorien would meet up some where and spend a day of leisure walking around town. Their only problems: #1 They need a watch so they know what time to head home. #2 Their Mother, she would skin them alive if she found out.
After Wyatt told me all of this I had a little mental breakdown. I feel a lot of maternal guilt for making him change schools so many times. He is my most emotionally sensitive child and I worry what all of these changes do to him emotionally. While he practiced soccer I hatched plans of my own. Plans of inviting all the boys from school over to play at our house and being the coolest Mom in town. I'd be funny and outgoing. I'd let them eat brownies with chocolate chips and nutella on top. I'd let them play video games and jump on the beds. Those boys would say "Wow, Wyatt must be super cool--look how cool his Mom is!?!"
What does it say about me that I am dreaming of social validation from seven-year-old boys?
Later in the evening I remembered myself in second grade. I remembered standing at the playground fence looking out onto the road. I remembered knowing that road led straight back to my home. I remembered looking to see where the recess teachers were stationed. I remembered thinking "It would be so easy to hop this fence and walk home." Then I remembered spending several recesses hatching plans for my escape. I was at the same school--in the same town--with the same kids--my whole school career.
I decided Wyatt's scheming to escape school was normal...because I am oh so normal and emotionally adjusted.
4 comments:
So, what did you do?! Did you throw a party? Or have a talk with him or ignore it? I'm sure this one's going to come up with us soon, too and you're my source for ideas.
By the way, I forgot to take the kids out for ice cream after their first day of school. I'm so mad at myself for forgetting and missing an opportunity to earn "cool mom" points.
I think you have to at least give those two some credit for working together! (And you're already the way coolest mom!)
I think you should totally go pick them up during morning recess and all skip school together! Ha! (Of course, you would properly check them out first.) :)
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