GRRRR!

All weekend, I have been in a bad mood.  It's time to just let it out, but I will try to be nice.  Kurtis and I are a one car family.  I think I've mentioned this before.  He has a motorcycle, but where we live, the weather only allows him to ride it for maybe 4 months out of the year.  So Thursday night, I checked the weather forecast.  It said it was supposed to rain, but not until the evening.  Hooray!  Kurtis can ride his motorcycle, and I can have the car to take Zach to school and pick him up!  If Kurtis has to ride the bus, he has to get up at 6:00 a.m.  If he doesn’t, he has to get up at 8:00 a.m.  He got up at 8:00 a.m., and we got the kids all ready for school, went outside, and the ground was wet!  Which meant, Kurtis probably should not ride his motorcycle, and had to take the car that day because he didn’t get up at 6:00 a.m.!  So, I called my friend, and asked if she could pick up Zach and Riley from school for me because I couldn’t.  She’s so wonderful.  She agreed.  That’s your back story.  There is more, and the reason I was not a happy person all weekend.
Friday is early out, so around 1:45 in the afternoon, I get a phone call from Zach’s teacher to vent about his first day back at school after breaking his leg.  His teacher is a nice person.  She is.  I promise, but we threw her a curve ball, and she doesn’t like curve balls.  She tells me all the things that went wrong that day:  Zach is really slow on his crutches, one fell on his leg, and he cried, he just had a really hard time that day.  Apparently, she also told all of this to my friend, and added the phrase, “I don’t know what she was thinking…”  Yes, a broken leg is a very inconvenient thing, but the thing that upsets me the most about all of this is that she didn’t just call me, and speak with me.  She said everything she said to me to my friend first, with Zachary sitting right there, hearing it all.  I just wish she had thought about what she was doing before she did it.  Zach is a very sensitive child, and I know this hurt his feelings.
Zach went on a field trip today.  When his teacher called me, Friday, she also had concerns (legitimate ones) about Zach being able to go, and suggested I rent a wheelchair for him.  I looked into it.  It was unrealistic simply because there was no way I was going to rent a wheelchair for an entire weekend just so he could have one by the time school started Monday morning.  I was extremely stressed out and emotional trying to figure out what we were going to do, when I just happened to go on the website of the place they were going.  They went to the Clarke Planetarium, and Discovery Gateway Children’s Museum.   But the Gateway’s website said they had a concierge desk and you can rent strollers there, and they have complimentary wheelchairs!  I called them to find out more.  It was perfect.  You just have to leave a credit card or a driver’s license with them so they have a reason for you to bring it back.  I told his teacher what I had found, and she thought it would work.  I went ahead of the buses to get the wheelchair, and waited for them in the pouring rain to get there.  Zach had such a good time, and it was fun to watch him have a good time.  Honestly, I didn’t want to go.  Monday is laundry day, getting someone to watch Kaleb is a pain in the butt, I don’t like getting up early, blah, blah, blah.  Kurtis rode the bus to work, and then I picked him up at the end of his day.  Kurtis’ sister was able to watch Kaleb.  It all worked out in the end.  I just really wish his teacher had a better attitude, and that she hadn’t said those mean things about Zach in front of Zach.  I’m just glad school is almost over.  And yet, I’m not because those three kids seem to nothing but bicker all day long!