4 weeks in, one "can I have a word" situations and a week off school sick. It was time for the bear to return.
"I promise momma, I will be a good, good boy, I will try my hardest to be on the green leaf and bring floppy home!" Credit where credits due, this 4 year old can talk the talk. He had me eating out of his hand on the journey to school, totally sold his new found good behaviour to me!
I dropped him at the reception gate, gave him a kiss and walked off secretly crossing my fingers for a good end of day report. I had convinced myself maybe the prior mishaps had been down to tiredness and coming down with the sickness bug.
Flash forward 6 and a half hours, I was back at the Reception picket fence waiting to collect him. The hubs had got progressively worse and was in a taxi on his way to the club doctor as the headache that he had had for the past 3 days had reached maximum unbearable-ness.
Out come the children being dismissed to parents and then I see the old pattern forming, Lightening is avoiding eye contact. Shit, it's Deja freaking Vu. It always happens when I need to be somewhere. Finally it appears all the class bar 2 or 3 have been dismissed.
"we've had a terrible day, utterly silly choices" at this point I despair. Words fail me. There's only so many times you can say sorry. In my head I'm considering apologising in a different language so I don't sound so repetitive. I can say sorry in Spanish and then draw a blank, my bilingual skills leave a little to be desired. I know it's serious today as the head on my boy is hanging low.
Now Olly is a risk taker, but not that clever at thinking up the ideas. If some presents him with an opportunity regardless of the risk involved, he'll take it. He will totally risk it for a biscuit.
Todays mishap... Whilst doing Harvest Festival vegetable prints outside, him and 2 accomplices decide to paint their hands and decorate the wooden tower and slide in their Reception outdoor area. I felt like I had steam coming out my nose, ears, mouth, everywhere. Olly has NEVER drawn, scribbled, painted anywhere he shouldn't at home or pre-school. We've been really lucky. But here, on this day he has. I'm the first to admit he is no angel but I also know this was no brain child of his. He was merely a sheep that had been caught in the act. So of course, Brown Leaf for the bear, he bypassed the 3 warnings.
Then during afternoon carpet time he got in an "altercation" with another student and found himself in the head of KS1 classroom.
The boy had his tail firmly between his legs. As we walked back to the car I get the call to say the hubs is been taken to hospital... When it rains it really bloody well pours.
My mum came over to sort the children so I could get to the hospital and put them in bed. Olly didn't really understand what was going on. Steve is often away with work on over night stays so this wasn't unusual for Olly but my mum had told him daddy was poorly and had gone to get better.
Tuesday I took Olly to school and Nancy to her first proper day at the child minders, she was only doing half a day.
My mum and dad collected Olly from school and when I got back to theirs from the hospital I was greeted with a big smile and the news that he had only bloody well made the GREEN LEAF!!! So out comes to crazy mum dance (imagine my arms rowing a boat and my legs riding a bike at the same time) the infamous "sprinkler" move came out and general celebration stupidity!!
I dropped him at school on the Wednesday morning and again prayed for a good day, dropped Nancy at the child minders and proceeded to the hospital.
My parents collected both children today so I could stay at the hospital to speak with the specialist.
When I arrived at their house Olly had a visitor with him. FLOPPY DOG!!! We had finally made Star of the Day! This was a HUGE deal! Out came the cringe worthy moves again but the boy was made up! And Steve started to feel better!
Not sure if in Olly's little head he thinks his good behaviour helped his daddy get better but we have turned a new leaf, Floppy has been to our house twice in the space of a week! Olly has been promoted from Milk helper to Cloak Room Tidier! Along with a little girl in his class called Heidi. She even encouraged him to try carrots at lunch (which he hates) because they make you "see in the dark" however he did say he still doesn't like them and if he needs to see in the dark, he'll get a torch!!!
It's our first parents evening tomorrow night, it will be interesting to hear more about our character!
Kids! Just another day... But long may it continue!
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