The Happenings of Hope

Monday, August 9, 2010

spitting sorrow

Yes, I have started my memoirs of high school. I'm jotting down thoughts and then I plan to compile into a rhythm of sorts.
I just took a trip to Milwaukee for work and Ryan was with her GiGi for 7 days. When it was time for her to say goodbye, Ryan wouldn't look at her or say goodbye. But when GiGi drove away Ryan cried so hard. I tried to sooth her and calm her down, but as soon as we made it to the couch she ran to the back door crying for her GiGi.
One of the more difficult goodbyes to date. Today when Justin picked her up he had to sign an incident report...Ryan spit on a little boy and he hit her. We asked her- her side of the story and she said he called her a baby...the report states "Ryan asked the boy if he would go to her birthday party at Chuck-e-Cheese and he said no so she spit on him". I am angry! Just a normal reaction for a mother I guess. But it bothers me that they quote another child as being the observer. Where was the teacher? I know they can't be everywhere, but damn.
While I had my issues with her previous school, I have more issues with this place. Justin drops her off so she doesn't have to spend anymore time than necessary. But she hates the place. She started crying last night. I just feel she is not loved or cared for. Her special feelings are not being taken into consideration. She is just another child. Maybe this is the difference that you pay for.

She's my princess and I want everyone to love and care for her the way we do; is that too much to ask?