I'm breaking the law!

Yeah, bitches, I'm hardcore breaking the law. I'm gonna keep doing it every damn day. Wanna take me in? Wanna take me downtown? Book'em Dano and all that crap? BRING IT LOL

Rewind.

Last week the boys, 16 and 11, had the stomach virus. By "the boys" had it I mean the 16 year old had it for 3 days and stayed home the extra two because 1)he had a doctor's note for the whole week because he was sick and 2)his stomach still gurgled like he needed to and it's wrong to send him with him sick to make others sick and to be uncomfortable. I emailed all his teachers to get his work and find out about testing but only ONE high school teacher responded. Thanks gang.

NOW, the 11 yr old had what I like to call "sympathy poops" because he'd go to the bathroom once a day, for long periods of time, no evidence of having diarrhea at all and run half naked chasing the dog for the rest of the day ... until 6am or so the next day he had ghost poops. Two days he stayed out for observation but nothing materialized. Friday I had to dress him like he was a toddler, shoes and all, while he screamed at me that he was sick and he'd never make it.

11 year old goes to school but the nurse calls me at 10 am to get him because he feels sick. I check on the 16 yr old, he's okay, I was supposed to take Mother In Law out today so that'll wait, go out to start the used van we've had for 3 months and it won't start. I sit in the van and cry for a good long while before finally breaking down and texting Hubbs to apologize for asking but could he leave work at his job in another county and go get the 11 year old toddler from his "prison". Hubby was sick the week before for 3 days of missed work and two days that week, both he and the 16 yr old saw a doc who basically said "if it continues, call me". 11 year old gets home, hubby feels like maybe he really is sick and Hubbs goes back to work (30 minute drive to and from work so an HOUR he had to take off). 11 year old goes to the bathroom but then tells me "well you told me I could come home after school photos". WHAT?!?!

Weekend was fine, everyone was normal and felt better.

Monday morning was pretty much a repeat of Friday. "I'm sick, I'm not going to make it, why do you hate me?" I dressed him, lifted him off his bed and toward the door we went until he finally had to run up our driveway (a very long curved so you can't see the bus driveway) to make the bus. He was super angry with loads of him screaming "why are you always yelling at me?"

Tuesday (yesterday) the same. This time, however, he claimed to have an eye problem that he had to stay home for. Nope. Sorry.

This morning, I broke the law. Apparently there's some "new law" that says parents who raise their voices and yell "Get your shoes on! You can't miss this bus. You have to go to school, it's the law. Every kid from grade 1 to grade 12 has to go, you're not being singled out. It's not a prison, it's an education. Do I have to call dad and tell him to drive all the way back to drive you back to school? Why is it you're 11 and can't put your own clothes on? Put the shirt back on! You can't just get undressed, you're going to school. How was I supposed to know you really have an issue with your eye when you are 100% fine from 3:15pm until 7am the next day? Yes, I will try to get you in for an appointment but they may not have time for you today, they have a business. Why am I putting your socks on? This is your JOB. You can't miss this bus, lets go NOW." Then he hits me with the knowledge that it's a law that I'm breaking that says I can't yell at a child and tell them to go to school. It's a law, folks.

sigh.
I don't know what to do with him. I told him if he gave me any trouble today his bed time is 8pm and if he pushes it at all he will have to be up and ready by 6:45 when his dad leaves and be at school at 7am where he'll sit by himself from 7-7:30. I don't know why he calls school prison. I don't know why he hates it. He thinks if he acts bad enough he will be homeschooled. Not happening. I just don't get it. I'm at my wits end. I know I cave too easily. I know I shouldn't dress him but it's the only way to get him out the door. If I leave him he will certainly not get dressed or go to school. Then I'm getting letters of truancy and looking at fines and jail time. sigh.

Anyway, there's my frustration for the day. Everyone is off doing their "time" and I'm going to start transcriptioning. :)