Two days down...172 to go!

So, I have been CRAZY BUSY and haven't had time to post until now. Truth be told, I have a ton of work to do, but I am taking it home. It's hard to believe we're back in the swing of things. It seems as if we just let out for Summer and here we are again. I guess time flies when you're having fun.

I should give a Lostboy update...he was good all day yesterday. I mean, he had ALL SMILEY FACES on his papers. I was glad, but didn't expect it to last. I've learned not to get my hopes up with him. So, today was different...of course. He now has someone with him all the time, which helps. I was ECSTATIC when SuperSubGal showed up and said, "I'm your Para today". I literally did a happy dance in the hallway in front of all the kids. (Lostboy wasn't there, it was in front of the third graders!) So, SuperSubGal was given the rundown on Lostboy. She went on to join him, and I started FINALLY getting to work I need to get done. So you're thinking, "okay, what did he do?" Are you ready for this? (it is humorous in a weird sort of way) Apparently there is a yellow ball on the other side of the fence that he wanted to get yesterday, but the gal with him yesterday simply said, "No". Well, today Lostboy took it upon himself to get it, and crawled under the fence to get the ball. He was COVERED in worms. Needless to say, he lost his recess and didn't get the ball.

Whew...I'll be honest, we have a meeting setup for him, and I'm pushing for him to go to the Behavior Disordered Room. This is a first for me. I've never had a kid that I was at this point with...and honestly if he was my only student, I wouldn't be pushing for this. I would make it work. The only thing is that I have 20 others on my caseload that I haven't done ANYTHING with so far because Lostboy requires constant supervision. So, I don't quite know what to think. My heart breaks because I don't know what else I can do and still give my other students my best effort. And, I know I'll eventually have to talk to him and tell him that because of his behaviors he has to go somewhere else. I keep telling myself it's his actions that are sending him there, not me, but it still feels odd...like it is me or something. I still love this kid. As a friend of mine and I say, "Weird Stuff."

So, it's now 5pm, and I need to run to wal-mart before I head home.

Have a great day!

Later!